The many faces of Egg, part 1

Happy 2009 everyone!

It's cold here in Montreal. I'm always worried when we go out and take Egg along, that she'll be freezing in no time. So far she hasn't, though!


To keep everyone amused, here are some new pictures.

When Egg does this:


I get to knit. Which doesn't happen all that often, really. But I manage to sneak in some minutes here and there. As much as I can and dare!

She usually smiles when she wakes up. Even in the morning. 

Where's my tiny baby?

My, would you believe it? Egg has grown to 56.5 cm (22.25") and weighs 5.160 grams (11.38 pounds) now. She's outgrown a number of her clothes and wears 3-6 mos sizes already. She also has a knack for pooping on the outfits I like best on her about 5 minutes after I put them on - while the other ones stay pristine (well, some regurgitating might occur) for a day or two.

I have caught a cold and felt like mush when it was time to go to her 2 months doctor's appointment. I was also dreading the shots she got, so Rolf took her on his own, and yes, she screamed like a banshee - Rolf said he'd never heard her that loud, and that's a feat in itself, since we know she can be noisy. In the meantime I wish I could down some Benilyn-all-in-one, but alas, nursing prevents me from feeling like a Mensch anytime soon. I have also developed a cough - I hate coughs.

All in all it is a good sign that all the whining is about a flu-like state and not the baby, who is at this moment looking angelic sleeping in her bassinet.

One more thing: Egg has started to utter noises, and there's one in particular that sounds like "uh oh" and the fun thing is that she does it all the time in several variations. It's almost like having a conversation with her when it coincidentally fits the situation.

Egg in yellow

Remember what Sharon knit for Egg?



And I made the socks. They just fit. My first attempt from when she wasn't born yet was too small! Egg has huge feet (and hands, too!). I used some of the left over Schaefer Anne from this cardi.

Pretty in pink

How can I not put her in pink when she looks so cutieful in it?

7 hours

I suspect that as soon as I announce it to the world, my daughter will snap out of her wonderful sleep pattern and keep me up all night. Which, to be honest, she has done more than once in her short life. But the nights where she sleeps 5-7 hours in a row (anytime between 12-2 a.m. to around 7-7.30ish, after Summer Savings Time ended she woke promptly at 6-6.30ish) are in the majority, and last night she slept from 12.30 a.m. to 7.30 this morning. To be able to sleep that long she needs to nurse a lot in the evening, and that means a lot of Mommy-time and being cranky (meaning breaking out in a howling fit, as my fellow knit night attendees can confirm) when she's not feeding. But I'll take that anytime in return for a fitful sleep - wouldn't you?


She's also started to smile back and "talk" to us - though I haven't managed to catch a smile on camera. What I have managed is to sneak in some knitting time, a couple of stitches in a row are doable, but not much more. Just enough to finish a pair of socks for Egg I yet have to photograph.