Celebrating Charlotte

Today marks Charlotte's second month out of the womb. It has gone by so so so fast. So far she is proving herself to be a little marvel, a miracle of good sleeping habits and healthy weight gain. If she only knew the angst her brother put us through (no sleeping anywhere but in mom's arms for three months, and he was a wee-petite skinny-minny. Like any first-time parent, we fretted constantly. At one point he developed brown spots on his scalp. I did some online sleuthing and was positive he had a degenerative neurological disorder. Eliza, my mother-in-law, took one look and prescribed vasoline and a good scrub. And, funny...brown spots were gone in an instant.)

Charlotte, on the other hand, is getting many gold stars for patience and good manners. She's full of smiles and coos and goos and already likes to fly solo in her brother's crib, sub-letting for a short naps when mom is in the shower. Harry loves her, as evidenced by the fact he dances for her, fetches her blanket when he decides she must be cold, and dutifully carries her soiled diapers to the trash can. So three cheers for Charlie. Welcome, welcome baby girl. We are so blessed to have you in our family.