Every Mama Crow

At Juliet's check up on Wednesday, we learned that she's gained almost two pounds since she was born and now weighs 8 pounds and 6 ounces.  In addition to the weight gain, she's also grown two and a half inches in length, so she's now 21.5 inches long.  Dr. Hugh VanLandingham, our family practitioner, was very pleased with her progress and again remarked on her "atypical" strength.  (I'm telling you, she's going to be doing pull ups at 6 months!)  He noted that she's already focusing her eyes on you and went so far as to say, "She's perfect."

After we left the doctor's office, I called Ray to give him the update and shared that Hugh had called her "perfect."  I explained that I took his comment as validation that our daughter is, in fact, the most perfect human being ever.  Ray agreed with my assessment of Juliet but thought, perhaps, part of Hugh's medical training included ways to talk to and reassure mothers using words like "perfect."  Ray reminded me for what felt like the tenth time since Juliet was born that "every mama crow thinks her baby's the blackest."

I'm sure that's true.  I'm certain all moms (or, at the very least, all decent moms) think their babies are the best.  I understand why moms would think that.  But let's be honest.  Juliet really is the best.  She's cute, she's not fussy unless she's hungry or gassy, she's strong, she's funny, she can already smile (and I swear it's not gas), she's almost turning over, and she can already scoot herself around in her crib/on the floor.  Certainly, she has some areas she could improve upon... Namely, she could stop peeing, pooping, and puking on her parents.  But other than that?  What else could she improve?  Okay, maybe she could work on sleeping through the night.  And perhaps stop pooping in her diaper the second we change her.  But other than those things?

Yep.  This mama crow knows her baby's the blackest.  :)

Juliet post-bath trying to decide how long to wait to puke on the cute outfit Mama's about to put on her