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I get to kiss that face every day

Along with raising Alexis, I've been turning this blog & my previous blog into books so I've been neglecting current posts for the time being. But I'm trying to make up for it . . .

Me: Her lips are purple! And not the scary I'm not breathing purple, popsicle purple!
Eric: She likes it!
Me: And now it's on the burp rag.

For the record, she has licked a purple popsicle, licked mint oreo milkshake, licked strawberry yogurt & experienced a squirt of oj. she is 5 weeks old.

I guess she is tough & is still willing to eat my less sugary milk. She did like it, no doubt Mr Smith, but it doesn't mean it's right! I have a feeling I will be battling this battle for a long time . . .

Sometimes I run to bed at 10:00 PM (or whenever we're able to put Lexi down) because that's an extra minute of sleep & goodness I love any extra minutes in my our bed.  I really need her to love falling asleep in her bassinet again. Any who, she still loves her baths, so we're happy about that. Mr Smith loves it the most. She gets fussy in the evenings so it's the one thing we can count on to calm her down. Now Mr Smith is expert at giving her a bath "she likes it better when I do it" - oh I see. I'm only called upon when she poops in the tub. bwahaha.

I still can't believe I got pooped on once (it went everywhere) & peed on twice. Me = 3; Eric = 1 (since we're counting the bath). I've also gotten all the major blowouts. Mr Smith just thinks he has gotten them. But he is such a big help. Goodness I love that man. Diaper changes aren't so dramatic anymore either, so we're grateful. And Oxiclean is magical.

Sometimes he leaves for work with that look of "are you alright?" haha - yes dear, I promise I won't hurt our child today.  She finally is letting her true colors show around him. This babe is active in the afternoons! And mostly loves to be held, so it gets difficult. Plus I swear it seems like she's hungry every time I turn around & Mr Smith just gives me that look "I think she's hungry again" hahaha. Now I'm just sore from overuse. 

She is going through a growth spurt at 5 weeks. She is too long for her newborn pjs. And she's about out of her 3 month zip-ups! (but hence the overuse)

It really is a good thing I think she's the cutest thing on the planet. And perhaps she'll be really smiling at us soon. I'll be excited when she can play with toys & understand more of the world around her.  I want to be able to put her on my hip & go - one handed. She's doing really well at holding her head up. I got a good video if I every get around to uploading it.

Isn't it funny that I think you care. 

Still waiting to move... I'm super anxious about actually moving to a new place. I'm just ready for some change & reorganizing. It's one of my most favorite things. But right now, we're on hold. Ms Lexi & I try to get out at least once a day to keep active. But today might just be to the mailbox. She loves the sun & I'm hoping to figure out a way we can go swimming during the day . . .

I'm too exhausted to think anymore. Dinner (sweet potato curry) was a success & the washer is running. Winner.

I kiss this face so much

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