2 months old!

I cannot believe my little baby is 2 months old! It seems like only yesterday we were bringing her home from the hospital. I hate how the time is flying, but each day brings something new and exciting for both her and us. I'm absolutely in love with this little girl and I love being a mommy.

Kirkland isn't the tiny, quiet baby anymore. Now that she's got this cooing thing down pat, she's very vocal and will let you know very loudly if she's bored with something. She's becoming a mommy and daddy's girl and when she's sleepy don't count on anyone else but us to get to her calm down and go "night-night." I makes me feel important and needed. I still feel like someone is going to come and be like, "okay, your time playing mommy is up and I'll take my baby back now."

We had a great first Christmas with her! Even though she's so little, we still had a blast and she was so excited. She woke up on Christmas morning grinning ear to ear. I think she could sense how excited we were! After her morning bottle we sat her on the floor in her Boppy and showed her what Santa had brought to her. Her face and her excitement was priceless. I can't wait until next year when she's into everything and able to open her own presents!

Today we went to visit Dr. Haile for her 2 month check up...and shots. She weighs 11.3 pounds and is 22 1/2 inches long. She's still between the 50th and 75th percentile and is healthy and developing as she should be. And then it was time for her shots...all 3 of them! My daddy ended up going with me because a) I'm not quite proficient enough to take her myself and b) I couldn't take seeing my baby get shots. The nurse made me hold her little arms so she wouldn't wiggle so much when she was getting her shots and I swear I almost cried. Poor Kirkland started screaming and did the cry and then hold her breath until her face had started turning blue. I felt so bad that I couldn't do anything about the pain, but when I picked her up to cuddle her afterwards she immediately stopped crying until she realized that we had interrupted her bottle time. I hate shots, but if that's what it takes to keep her healthy and happy then a little bit of pain for the both of us is worth it.

I have to get back to work on the 10th, so until then I'm going to be enjoying every minute that I can get with her.