This is Dave trying to teach Cooper the proper golf grip
Meeting Nana and Papa
Cooper and Rhys in Cooper's crib.
Meeting Meme
And finally, the woman who I honestly couldn't have done without these past two weeks!It’s already been two weeks. I hate how time seems to be flying. I just want to keep Cooper the way he is – small, cuddly, and completely dependent on us. There have been many tears of happiness but also tears of sadness when I think about Cooper growing up. Can’t I just freeze time?
We just returned from our Two-Week appointment at Dr. Costello’s. Last week, he was back up to his birth weight, plus 1 oz. Today, he was measuring 8 pounds, 11 ounces although he shrunk a bit. He lost 1 ¼ inches from his birth height. Poor little cone head.
These past two weeks have been amazing. For almost my entire adult life, I was scared of becoming a mother. I was the girl who never really liked children, never changed a diaper or wanted to be hassled with the responsibility of caring for another human being. My life couldn’t be more different now. I can’t get over how much I love him. My aunt put it perfectly: “You love you spouse and you love your parents, but you never truly know LOVE until you have a child of your own."
Cooper is now able to see our faces and you know he really is looking at you instead of through you. It’s wonderful to know that someday he’ll see Dave and I and know that we’re mommy and daddy – and that he must be safe. And although they are not 'real' smiles, he something will shoot us a flirtatious look which pretty much melts your heart.
We’re starting to have visitors for the first time (other than Mimi, who has been with us the whole time! Thank goodness for her!). Meme and Pepe visited on Tuesday. Meme was a great babysitter - pepe slept through the majority of the visit. Papa spent all day with us on Friday, babysitting Cooper while mom and I did errands. It was my first time leaving Cooper and many tears were shed! Uncle Travis & Aunt Fianna came with their family on Saturday and Cooper got to meet three of his 4 (and 1/2) cousins. Finally, Nana & Papa came by on Sunday to meet their first great-grandchild. Nana wouldn’t give him up to anyone else to hold...until he started to cry. Then mommy got him back.
This is our last week with Mimi and pretty soon I’m on my own. It’s a little overwhelming but if there is one thing I’m learning is that I can figure it out. I don’t know a lot of parenting – but I’ll figure it out.
We just returned from our Two-Week appointment at Dr. Costello’s. Last week, he was back up to his birth weight, plus 1 oz. Today, he was measuring 8 pounds, 11 ounces although he shrunk a bit. He lost 1 ¼ inches from his birth height. Poor little cone head.
These past two weeks have been amazing. For almost my entire adult life, I was scared of becoming a mother. I was the girl who never really liked children, never changed a diaper or wanted to be hassled with the responsibility of caring for another human being. My life couldn’t be more different now. I can’t get over how much I love him. My aunt put it perfectly: “You love you spouse and you love your parents, but you never truly know LOVE until you have a child of your own."
Cooper is now able to see our faces and you know he really is looking at you instead of through you. It’s wonderful to know that someday he’ll see Dave and I and know that we’re mommy and daddy – and that he must be safe. And although they are not 'real' smiles, he something will shoot us a flirtatious look which pretty much melts your heart.
We’re starting to have visitors for the first time (other than Mimi, who has been with us the whole time! Thank goodness for her!). Meme and Pepe visited on Tuesday. Meme was a great babysitter - pepe slept through the majority of the visit. Papa spent all day with us on Friday, babysitting Cooper while mom and I did errands. It was my first time leaving Cooper and many tears were shed! Uncle Travis & Aunt Fianna came with their family on Saturday and Cooper got to meet three of his 4 (and 1/2) cousins. Finally, Nana & Papa came by on Sunday to meet their first great-grandchild. Nana wouldn’t give him up to anyone else to hold...until he started to cry. Then mommy got him back.
This is our last week with Mimi and pretty soon I’m on my own. It’s a little overwhelming but if there is one thing I’m learning is that I can figure it out. I don’t know a lot of parenting – but I’ll figure it out.
Of course you will figure it out! Just remember that everyone makes mistakes and learn from them, as best you can. (I still am!) Love, Aunt Anne
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