Libby's one month birthday was Monday and since I have been extremely bad at taking pictures (the second child syndrome is hitting already), I thought I'd post some of the past month.
The reason I haven't taken many pictures (by many I mean hundreds, not thousands like with abby) is because from the moment she was born, I just wanted to take in the experience and document it in my mind - I feel like i'll never forget this time with her. We love Libby so much. She is the sweetest most calm baby. Whenever anyone is stressed, all they have to do is hold her and the stress goes away. We love to hold her and cherish every minute we get just to look at her since she's awake more every day. She started laughing today and smiles and coos a little. It's so precious to be there for the beginning again. A lady from my church who has 5 kids and 25 grandkids told me that she and her daughter in law were talking about how different kids are and how God gives them to you in the order that you can handle them in. I can see how that's true - I needed to start off with abby. I love her so much - her spirit and her determination and I understand her because she is me in a 38 lb, 38 inch form. With Libby, I just want to watch and be there for every breath...she is so amazing and I am glad that she is here and that I am able to appreciate her and being a mother this time. The first time it just turns your world upside down so much because you go from being a wife and an employee to something you never experienced and can't possibly prepare for. The second time, it's all about the love:-) One down side, it's like they take shifts sleeping - not fair. When one goes to sleep and we think, "YES - one more hour till we have to get up" the other invariably wakes up. Oh well. Such is life I guess.
One funny story about the girls personailites....the first week Libby was home, Abby was having a hard time adjusting to sharing Mommy. One morning she came into our room and wanted to be held while I was feeding Libby. Chris put abby up on the bed with us and she started pitching a huge fit because she wanted me to hold her. So, here I am, feeding Libby with Abby thrashing about, chris and i trying to keep abby from body slamming into libby. Sweet libby was steadily just chomping away, happy as a milk drunk clam, not bothered by all the yelling and craziness. It reminded me of me and kimberly. I would be thrashing around pitching a temper tantrum because kimberly got something or did something that i wanted, and she would just keep right on doing what she was doing, not letting my fit bother her in the least. Maybe someday they'll appreciate each other like we do, right Kimberly Erin?!?