one month old

Mary Grace,

When people assured me that it is, in fact, possible to love your second child just as much as your first, I honestly had some doubts. Well, over the past month, boy have you proven that this really is possible! I already can say that I cannot imagine life without you, sweet girl. This will certainly be the first of many, many lessons you will teach me over the years. I’m not going to lie, Mary Grace. I have much more anxiety about raising you than Carson. This may be surprising, as you are the second child and I’ve already done the infant thing before. But let me tell you- boys may be the risk takers, but girls have issues. One day you’ll know what I mean, but rest assured that I have been praying for you hard core since you were conceived… and even more so since I found out I was having a little girl. And what a beautiful little girl you are. Some days, I think you look exactly like Carson, but other days I don’t see it quite as much. One thing’s for sure- you are definitely growing! You were a little peanut at birth, but thanks to your insatiable appetite, your cheeks are filling out and your thighs are chunking up. You no longer fit in your newborn diapers, so it’s really ok to start sleeping through some of those nighttime feedings. I promise.

You are changing every day, and I am trying to soak in each and every moment of this stage. Your big brother keeps us pretty busy, but I look forward to our early mornings together as well as Carson’s naptime when the two of us hit the couch together. You are quite the little snuggler- just like your brother- and I love that. Your daddy and I have noticed, though, that you are a bit more “high maintenance” though. You like to be held all the time. Thankfully, you do great in the Bjorn. If it wasn’t for that, I am not really sure that we’d ever get out of this house. You also have quite the set of vocal cords. You are a very, very loud crier. The nurse in the hospital was the first to comment on the volume of your cry, and you have confirmed her suspicions time and time again. You don’t cry that often, though, and for that we are extremely grateful.

You are such a blessing, Mary Grace, and I thank God every day that He has entrusted you in my care. I love you so very much!