Two week check-up

This is Heather. We can't figure out how to change my font back to blue, so some of the posts appear to have been written by Todd. Perhaps we'll just start signing them.

Evelyn had her "two week" check-up today weighing in at a monstrous 8 pounds 2 1/2 oz. Todd did her bath on his own for the first time this morning and did beautifully except that Evelyn decided to urinate all over him on their walk across the apartment. I don't gather this will be the last time as he has taken to keeping her diaper-free from time to time in order to let her "air out." He he he :) Our precious baby also decided to pee all over the scale at the Dr's office. She has quite a sense of humor. We loved the pediatrician; very personable and down to earth. She seems to think that the red spot on Evelyn's eye is likely a birthmark and will probably fade around 6 months or so. She also encouraged us that we were doing a good job so far. Whew! It was quite strange to hear "Evelyn Riggins" called in the waiting room. Also, she got her first piece of official mail today; from the Social Security folks. So neat to see her name in print. Todd and I went to lunch at Rikki's; we enjoyed our first meal out together as a family of three and Evelyn was at her very best and so adorable.

Nearly three weeks have passed and we are overwhelmed with love for this little darling. Ahhhh...if you could just see the bend of her shoulder and hear her little baby sounds and feel how soft her tiny legs are. She is perfect. Also, there is this thing she does when she is nursing where she puts her little hands to her cheeks and pushes on them over and over. Todd and I are having so much fun. Never mind the complete lack of sleep we are facing every day. Today in the Peds office we were both trying to figure out if there was time to sleep on the exam table before the Doc came in. Then after we ordered at lunch we both laid our heads on the table until our food came. Tonight I was beating my waffle batter while sitting on the kitchen floor, leaning on the cabinet, and closing my eyes. This is no life for the weary. I think some day we'll look back and chuckle at these funny little sleepy scenes. Some day.

Ha! Wish you could hear Todd talking to her right now: "You're going to pet dogs with those hands. You are...because we like dogs, chubby chicken." He has also been calling her "pizza face" because of her terrible case of baby acne. I think this is mean...and funny.

So excited to see many of you later this month!