A normal pregnancy lasts for 40 weeks. Grace was born a few days before her due date, but within the 40th week. Last Saturday was the 41st Saturday of Grace’s life, which means she’s been out of my womb longer than she was in it. I’m awestruck.
So much has changed since June 2, 2007. She’s gained 17 lbs and 12 inches. She was a tiny, cuddly, helpless creature, and has morphed (in what feels like overnight) into an independent, mobile adventurer. As a newborn, she dozed most of the day and gazed at me in between naps. Now, we’re lucky to convince her to sleep for an hour in the afternoon. She was quiet then, aside from a grunt here or there, and now she has a whole range of vocalizations.
And yet, so much is really the same. She still has blue eyes and light brown hair. She has little rolls around her arms and legs, and she giggles when I touch them. She still throws a fit when she’s mad. She likes to be held and cuddled when she goes to sleep.
From the very beginning, Grace has always been just ornery enough to keep things interesting, but not so much so that I wanted to pull out my hair. I hope that’s something that never changes.
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