Over two months with no blog posts goes pretty fast when you have a new baby around. A lot has happened in the past two months. We've made two trips to my family's home in Michigan, Aria has grown tremendously, and we've had a lot of changes around the house as far as home construction goes.
She's twelve weeks old today.
She's a very happy and content baby. And rarely cries. I usually catch on to her feeding cues before she starts to cry so she hardly cries for that either.
She smiles like crazy and is starting to find her sense of humor - I've been able to get her to giggle a couple of times lately.
She is probably going to be a thumb sucker - she's been sucking on it a lot lately. Although, she still takes her pacifier when she's tired. I don't mind - I've had two thumb suckers and I always liked that they were good self-soothers as babies because of it. And, seriously, is there anything cuter than a little baby sucking their fingers or thumb?
She rolls from her back to her tummy but so far she only goes to the left when she does it. She just started that last week. (Just over 11 weeks old.) Anytime she's on the floor now (which isn't often since she's always being held), she almost immediately tries to roll over.
She found her little voice a few days ago and I think that's my favorite thing she's done so far! I always love when they learn that they have control over those little vocal cords. She loves lying there making all kinds of fun noises now!
She weighs over 12 pounds. Not sure what she is right now but she was 12 lbs. 10 oz. just over two weeks ago before we left on our trip. She is so pudgy and we're absolutely enjoying every minute with her!
I had no postpartum depression this time around - something some of you may have wondered about due to my lack of posts. Her birth and even the weeks following have really helped to heal a part of me. I can't describe it. I was so nervous about those weeks/months after she was born, during my pregnancy, and I didn't even get so much as the baby blues this time around.
I credit a huge part of that with the way we eat now as opposed to then. (We eat minimal to no processed foods, we've also reduced and cut out sugars, and we eat a lot of organic/non-GMO produce, and organic meats. Clean eating.) I still feel so thankful for having a happy heart this time around instead of one that feels lost. It's a really great thing. And one that others can share, as well. No one has to suffer in silence with such an awful thing. There is so much help out there if you are. As an advocate for depression awareness, I urge you to take that first step toward getting help by talking about it. With someone you love or with a professional. Because the first step toward healing is admitting that there is something wrong. Only you can admit and acknowledge it before you can get better. And even if you may not feel like it, it's worth it. You're worth it. And I promise some day you'll know that if you don't at this moment.
I didn't mean to turn this into a heavy ending but I can't write about my past without encouraging others to get help when I know so many are out there suffering.
On a lighter note, I'm hoping to reopen the junk shop soon and (hopefully) keep up with a little more frequent posting. I have a few posts started about our trips and our house - but if you've followed along for any length of time, then you know what a procrastinator I am and that I probably won't get around to them very soon!