Martin and I won the lottery, the baby lottery that is.  With every day I just can’t believe that not only do we have an adorable baby girl, but that she’s a dream to care for (knocking on wood).  She has such a laid back personality and is an extremely happy child, it’s amazing!  She started sleeping through the night a couple of months ago, even though she has on occasion wakened at 1am for a feeding, for the most part she lets us all sleep.  She rarely cries, especially at daycare.  They’ve asked a few times “she’s been so good all day and hasn’t fussed… is she like this at home?”  To which I answer, “mostly” because although she doesn’t cry often, she still does when she’s overly tired.  This does worry me a little because sometimes the “squeaky wheel gets the grease.”  So I hope she’s letting her teachers (I call her daycare providers “teachers” because it makes me feel better… plus that’s what they are, they aren’t just watching her, they do actively engage with her to help her learn and grow) know when she needs something and she’s not suffering in silence.  But she seems very happy in general, so I have to think she’s doing okay. 

Lark is a Super Trooper.  She got a little fever after her first round of shots, and she was fussy because she didn’t feel well, but only a little bit.  Most of the time after she vomits, she just goes back to her day and doesn’t think anything of it unless it happens to go through her nose and then she screams, but who could blame her?  Anything coming up through the nose stings.  During her first week of daycare she caught a cold and today we took her to the doctor because she’s developed a cough that sounds terrible and her congestion is back.  But you wouldn’t know by how she acts or looks that she’s not feeling well.  The only hint is her coughing and sniffles, especially at night while she’s trying to sleep.  The doctor said she caught a secondary illness to the cold and she should sound better in a few days.  It’s probably just the start of a long bout of various diseases since it’s widely known that daycares are germ factories.  But on the bright side, her immune system’s going to be very well developed eventually.

I am in total awe of Lark.  Perhaps it’s a result of her rough first week in the world, but she’s turning out to be a tough little cookie.  She’s also extremely curious about everything.  Recently, she’s started to notice Charlie.  A few days ago while hanging out in her bouncer, Charlie was near her and she was watching him with a look of “what is this fuzzy thing?”.  This afternoon, we were all sitting on the couch watching a movie and I sat Lark up so she could see her Daddy and she spotted Charlie and wouldn’t take her eyes off of him.  She was fascinated watching him eat!  I have no doubt that someday they’ll be best of friends.  And she LOVES to talk.  We call her “Chatty Cathy”.  A couple of nights ago, Lark woke up hungry at 1:05am on the nose.  I fed her and she fell asleep on my lap as she often does after feeding.  I put her back in her bassinet thinking she’d stay asleep.  Nope.  A couple of seconds later, she woke up not upset, not wanting anything but to hear herself talk.  We were tired, but it was still extremely cute.  Both Martin and I took turns trying to get her back to sleep, but the first couple of times, she’d fall asleep on our shoulders and wake up talking when she was put back in the bassinet.  Martin persevered and got her back to sleep for a few more hours. 

So yes indeedy, we won the baby lottery!  Hooray!!!!