Ruby Marie is three months and three days. The summer has been long and hot and we've survived it with flying colors with the help of our friends and family, of course. The village aspect is alive and well and I highly recommend getting one if your'e going to have a baby.
She's been through three LA earthquakes, attended Friday night Jazz at Los Angeles County Museum of Art, twice, eaten out A LOT, had a few girls nights in, and has made me smile so hard and so much that my face hurts.
She sleeps 8-9 interrupted hours a night, breastfeeds like a champ, loves to go on hikes, loves her dogs, and all her aunties, and I think she said "Hi" the other day.
I know it's hard to imagine, but we are in love. She's sweet, smart and just so happy to be here.
I've lost my vision, my hair and my ability to hold my pee, but she's worth it.
Everyone said the minute you meet your child all the pain and hardship that we experienced getting here, would go away. They were right. The spirit, the body, and the mind have all worked in concert to orchestrate forgetting all of that stuff so we can be present and enjoy NOW. It's yet another great lesson in being present.
Gratitude abounds in this household, day in and day out.