18 months

On Saturday, Stella demanded "more pie." Then on Sunday, after spying the gleaming white Trophy Cupcake bakery box, she shouted "CUH-CAKES!" Today, she's been crying out for "BAGEL!" I'd read in The Scientist in the Crib that "around 18 months" is a time of unbelievably fast development, including a "naming explosion" wherein the child can… Continue reading 18 months

Nine months

So, Stella has been outside the womb for just about as long as she was in it. This seems like a big milestone to me and my uterus. Stells (that's not a typo--it's one of our nicknames for her) celebrated her nine-month birthday on Sunday. The occasion was marked with a Waterbabies class (with a… Continue reading Nine months

Wrong again. Then right.

There have been so many times during our seven months with Stella when we thought we had everything figured out, only to discover that we were completely wrong. Back when she was refusing to eat and not gaining much weight, before her two months with the tube, we were, at one point, convinced that the… Continue reading Wrong again. Then right.

Lucky seven. (Months, that is.)

On St. Patrick's Day, Stella turned seven months old. I'm pretty sure that means she can get a driver's permit. And maybe even a part-time job. At the very least, she can sit up for long periods of time before the weight of her large head pulls her over. She can tickle the ivories like… Continue reading Lucky seven. (Months, that is.)

At six months, a weight is lifted.

Stella has been weighed dozens and dozens and dozens of times during her six months here on earth. More times than the average Orange County housewife--nevermind the average baby. Many more times than a parent can reasonably expect to endure while maintaining his or her sanity. For close to three months, we went to the… Continue reading At six months, a weight is lifted.

A freakout. A rant. And endless gratitude.

Early this afternoon, Stella got upset and took only 100 mls from the bottle. It was really weird. All my fears and worries came rushing back. Granted, she took around 180 before and after that. But what a scare. I was so upset, I yelled at Cody like a maniac. He was holding her because… Continue reading A freakout. A rant. And endless gratitude.

Tube-free Stella: Day 8

Stella finished four bottles today! I believe it was her best day, in terms of how much she ate, since the tube came out. I weighed her today and it appears she's lost three ounces since Friday, and weight loss isn't something a new mom likes to see, but I am truly not worried. Her… Continue reading Tube-free Stella: Day 8

Stella is four months old.

On Wednesday, December 17th, Stella turned four months old. It's absolutely stunning to think that she's only been here for four months. How is it even possible to love a virtual stranger so deeply in so little time? How can your world change so drastically in a matter of mere weeks? How can so much drama, change, growth… Continue reading Stella is four months old.