A niece! The sweetest thing.
Born "on Christmas Day in the mor-ning". For realz.
Sweet Eliza Jane, named for my sister.
Here she is, three days old.
Erik and Ashley are smitten. (Of course!)
I can't stop smiling whenever I see her.
She was a breech baby until 39 weeks. Un-un-un-un.
Then she was posterior. Un-un-un-un.
Then Ash pushed for 5 hours after laboring on and off for three days.
UN-UN-UN-UN. (Lil' Eliza's head was at an odd angle.) (She had a tilted conehead.)
In the end Ash feels good about her birth, and I'm so glad.
One week old, lips pursed.
"It is amazing how fast they change." But seriously.
I thought she looked more like Ash this time,
though when she opened her eyes I saw Erik.
I can hardly wait to smooch and snuggle her come March!
I can hardly wait to smooch and snuggle her come March!
Ugh! And now she's almost one! I hate the Christmas countdowns everywhere because they're all reminders that her birthday is coming soon.
ReplyDeleteThese photos... My little heart can hardly handle them. I'm especially fond of the close-up of the three of us. Look at that babe!
It IS amazing how fast they change.
And how much they stay the same.
My Little Eliza Jane.