JULIA
FRANCES
von HERRMANN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Hey Peter, what do y'all want for lunch?"
"Hold on, let me ask the boss."
"Isn't three days old a little early to be speaking?"
This conversation between my father-in-law and myself basically describes the last week of our lives. Miss Julia has been the center of everything, and I'm imagining will continue to be for quite some time. And we're loving every minute of it.
Born Monday, February 23 at 12:44 p.m., weighing in at 7 pounds 2 ounces and 19.5 inches tall, Julia has already gotten a marriage proposal, and I've already put several strapping young toddlers on notice. She's of course daddy's little girl. Momma's pretty fond of her too.
It's been interesting, however, seeing the effects that stress, the overwhelming amount of things to know, and general fatigue have on us. As I put it yesterday, between the three of us (me, Amanda, and her mom who's staying with us for a few days), we've got half a clue at the moment. I was sitting in church Friday during a funeral and realized that I had no idea what socks I had on. I hoped they matched my shoes. Shoot, I was just hoping for even being dress socks, rather than white socks or hiking socks. Luckily, I had in fact correctly dressed myself, but I realized that the next several years will be interesting, because I'll be doing a lot of flying by the seat of my pants (I really hope I remember to put on pants).
But now the adventure is beginning, and the three of us are on our way. I'm off now, though. She's sleeping. Time to go and admire.
"Hold on, let me ask the boss."
"Isn't three days old a little early to be speaking?"
This conversation between my father-in-law and myself basically describes the last week of our lives. Miss Julia has been the center of everything, and I'm imagining will continue to be for quite some time. And we're loving every minute of it.
Born Monday, February 23 at 12:44 p.m., weighing in at 7 pounds 2 ounces and 19.5 inches tall, Julia has already gotten a marriage proposal, and I've already put several strapping young toddlers on notice. She's of course daddy's little girl. Momma's pretty fond of her too.
It's been interesting, however, seeing the effects that stress, the overwhelming amount of things to know, and general fatigue have on us. As I put it yesterday, between the three of us (me, Amanda, and her mom who's staying with us for a few days), we've got half a clue at the moment. I was sitting in church Friday during a funeral and realized that I had no idea what socks I had on. I hoped they matched my shoes. Shoot, I was just hoping for even being dress socks, rather than white socks or hiking socks. Luckily, I had in fact correctly dressed myself, but I realized that the next several years will be interesting, because I'll be doing a lot of flying by the seat of my pants (I really hope I remember to put on pants).
But now the adventure is beginning, and the three of us are on our way. I'm off now, though. She's sleeping. Time to go and admire.
1 comment:
She is precious! Congratulations!
Mandy
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