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The First Ten

August 24, 2010

It has been quite the week and a half here at Stephensville. It has been a blurry whirl of diapers, feedings, naps, visitors and one vomit explosion!! Somehow among the blurry whirly goodness I was able to fall very very deeply in love with this little person. It was by far the easiest part of the week!

Auntie Melissa visits with Elsa and Momma. (Photo by: Zachary P. Stephens)

I think that both Z and I are naturals at this parenting thing. I feel like I have found my calling. Being Elsa’s momma is the best job I have ever had! (And the benefits rock!) We are both at a professional level with diapering and Elsa and I are starting to find our breast-feeding groove. My prediction is that by the end of Z’s two weeks home we will be a pretty functional family.

She loves bath time! (Photo by: Zachary P. Stephens)

Speaking of Daddy Z, he has embarked on an adorable mission. He has turned his daily photo blog into an entirely Elsa based year-long project. At the culmination there will be 365 photos of our little girl as she completes her first year of life. You can check it out HERE. Elsa has turned out to be quite the little model. She has her demands (like any top model does) but keeps them reasonable. Mostly they consist of breast milk, snuggles and a warm blanket. Easy enough.

"Day 7" from Z's blog. (Photo by: Zachary P. Stephens)

"Day 11" from Z's blog. (Photo by: Zachary P. Stephens)

All throughout my pregnancy we heard warnings about becoming new parents. “You will never sleep” and “Enjoy your freedom while you can, your life will never be the same” were two phrases we heard time after time. People insisted on telling stories and warnings of screaming endless nights and prison like confinement to their houses. We are here to tell all expectant parents that these folks are full of the same matter as my daughters diapers. We do sleep. She is a baby. She sleeps 18 hours a day. So what if they are in 2-4 hour spurts. She does in fact sleep, therefore, so do we. And as far as our freedom goes, not much has changed except we get to use our awesome stroller or baby carriers when we go out. And go out we have. To visit a great-grandmother in Halifax, to the Farmer’s Market, the grocery store and both food co-ops.

Daddy loves the Ergo carrier. (Photo by: Zachary P. Stephens)

Saturday morning Farmer's Market. (Photo by: Zachary P. Stephens)

In the car out and about. (Photo by: Zachary P. Stephens)

Yeah, our lives have changed. But not in a bad stuck at home, resentful, angry, warn poor pregnant ladies sort of way. More of in a happy, content, she is freaking adorable, life is great, she completes me sort of way. Sorry, nay sayers, but we are somewhat well rested new parents who are loving every minute of our new life as a family. Stinky diapers and all.

(Photo by: Zachary P. Stephens)

Nothing has ever felt as natural as having my ten-day old sleeping daughter by my side while I finish up this post. Daddy Z is popping some popcorn and we are about to snuggle our way through season 4 of Prison Break on Netflix.

Popcorn. Mmmmmmm. (Photo by: Michelle Stephens)

Life is pretty damn exceptional.

Allegedly she sleeps like Momma. (Photo by: Michelle Stephens)



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