Beatrix will be three weeks old tomorrow. I can not believe that it has been three weeks since we took the road trip to Amarillo. Three weeks since we met our daughter. Three weeks since we became parents. Three weeks since I've had a full nights sleep. Three weeks since I've gotten into the routine of managing baby bottles and dirty diapers. Three weeks since I've had a little one with me constantly. Life is so good. My only complaint is that is goes too fast.
Beatrix is growing and gaining weight. Last week, she had her two week check-up. She gained 13 ounces in one week! "Stop," I cried internally. I'm not ready to move on. I haven't had enough time to memorize her as she is now. Alas, there's nothing I can do to stop this wee one from growing into a not-so-wee one. Before you know it, she'll have clothes that fit her. Big sigh here.
Since this weekend, I notice that Beatrix is really starting to stare at everything around her. Today, I had her in the Moby and I had to support her head as she leaned back. She was so interested in what was above us - a glorious white ceiling. She just could not stop looking. I love to put her laying down beside a window because she just loves, loves to watch the tree limbs dance in the sunlight. Who needs mobiles when you have trees.
Today I feel a little stressed. There's so much I want to do for Beatrix. There's so much of all this I want to record. Because in months and years, I know I will forget what the "now" was really like. I want to blog and I want to journal and in my mind, those are two separate entries. I want to capture her growth with photos. She still needs a baby book - one that has space for her adoption story. I'd love to create that for her, but I feel like I just don't have the time. Instead, I've out sourced to a gal on Etsy. Oh, and then there's all the lovely little outfits I'd like to learn to make for her. I still want to send out adoption announcements. I've not yet finished my thank you notes. I need a diaper bag. I haven't seen anything I love, so I'm making my own. The list goes on and on. And right now, I'm not even working nor has The Natural Child started up. What will I do when I'm back working? What will I do if I ever have more than one child? Ahhh!!
That's just it. I feel like I've spent my whole life feeling overwhelmed by my shortcomings. There's plenty I want to do, I'm just...so...damn...slow. When I was teaching full time, I remember working such long hours, because things that other teachers did in 30 minutes after school, seemed to take me hours.
Alright, enough flipping out for the general public. All in all, I'm doing well. I don't even feel sleep deprived which is a big plus, I hear. Here's a few photos of darling Beatrix.
