Eloise is happy. In case you can't tell, this two month old baby smiles big and often. She's laid back and easy going, just like a second child is supposed to be. She loves her family, maybe especially her mama and her sister, although she will flash that gummy grin at anyone. At two months, she's still sleeping a LOT... like around 18 hours a lot of days. She rides great for long trips which is a blessing because we have been on the go a lot. I thought I had done so well getting her to take a bottle early and easily, so I didn't bother with it for awhile after that and unfortunately, now we can't get her to take one. But she loves to nurse (and I am loving nursing her) and she sleeps an 8-10 hour stretch most nights. She loves to watch her mobile, she's not a big fan of tummy time (or really being put down on the floor at all - tummy or back!), and she loves being outside. Her favorite thing is to be held and snuggled, which we try to squeeze in as much as we can, but she also spends a good bit of time in the baby carrier strapped to me. I thought Clara was a good baby (what does that even mean though, aren't all babies "good"?), but she was terribly high maintenance compared to Eloise. Eloise will sleep anywhere, eat anywhere and roll with anything. I know these early days are coming to an end soon and before long she'll actually need to nap in her crib, but for now, we've loved the flexibility of an easy going, happy go lucky baby.
Eloise recently had her 78th day of life and I thought all day about how Clara didn't come home until she was 78 days old. I tried desperately to savor every moment of these first few newborn weeks and make it count as double. I don't know that I'll remember everything like I want to, but I know that I enjoyed it. My heart is so full and I'm so taken with this newest life in our midst. She's a beautiful soul.
Thanks be to God.