Zoey's Diary: One Month Old

LukeMotherhoodZoey

Apr 19

Written By Kristen

Hi!

Zoey here!

My little brother Luke (who, I'd like to point out, is a full 10 mintues younger than me) and I are going to take turns telling you about what's been going on around here. Since everybody says I'm such the chatterbox, Mom said I could go first!

During the day, Luke and I spend a lot of time sleeping nose-to-nose in our Moses basket. Mom and Dad got two baskets as gifts, and at first put us in seperate baskets, but we weren't happy...we like to be together. We still fit into one, but we're both growing like crazy, so that won't last much longer.

Here I am in the chair Mom sits in to nurse me. Grandma Peggy put this bow in my hair...isn't it cute? She and my mom just love dressing me up!

Here's Luke with our dad. Dad's almost done with college, and gets to spend a lot of time at home with us and Mom. He takes good care of us, although he did try to cut off my toe on my first day home. He didn't mean to, though! He had taken scissors to cut the hospital band off my leg, and with my other leg I kicked the blade. It wasn't much of a cut...there was blood everywhere, though. He felt so bad!

Dad is super great, because he makes Mom laugh and us smile on the inside. He's always making up songs for us. Like you know that song "Sweet Caroline?" Mom started jokingly calling herself "the cow" because of all the milk production that's going on, and so Dad started singing to her, "Sweet mama cow...moo, moo, moo..."

Dad also keeps things fun during feedings DJing from his iPAD. He lets me and Luke weigh in on the songs, and skips to the next one if we don't like what he's chosen.

My thing with Dad is dancing. Sometimes he'll make my legs go real fast and sing "Maniac" from the movie Flashdance. He's also teaching me to hula. And when Luke or I are waving our arms around, he'll narrate stories...you know, what we'd say if we could talk.

Basically, Daddy cracks Mommy up all day long.

Here's Mom with both of us. She calls me Zo-Zo, or lots of times Sissy. She calls Luke Little Man. Dad calls Luke Bubba sometimes, but Mom doesn't like that...she says it sounds Southern redneck. Dad also calls me Squeal Cheese and Luke Squeak Cheese...Squeal and Squeak for short, or Queso de Squeal and Queso de Squeak when he feels like talking in Spanish, although I'm not even sure that is gramatically correct.

I sometimes make little mewing sounds...little sighs of happiness when Mom holds me like this, and my brother does, too. Mama says it melts her heart.

Here we are dressed to go out. A lot of our clothes are still too big for us, but we'll grow into them.

Mostly, we've been to see doctors and to Grandma and Grandpa's. Mom also takes us for walks, and sometimes Dad comes too. Mom says the world was cold and bare until we were born, and then all of a sudden spring was everywhere, with leaves on trees and flowers blooming and the weather warm. She likes being out after having to rest so much when we were in her belly.

We're staring to sleep less and be awake more. It's fun to sit up and see what's happening.

Here's Grandma Peggy, our Mom's Mom. She comes over on Mondays and Wednesdays and plays with us so Dad can go to school and Mom can get a little sleep. She used to be a nurse in the NICU, whatever that means, but because of that our Mom asks her for lots of advice about us. Grandma Peggy loves us so much, and we love her too!

Here's Grandpa Steve, our Mom's Dad, feeding Luke. Once he and Grandma Peggy came to babysit, so Mom and Dad could go out together (although why they'd want to be away from us for even a second, I have no idea). We love Grandpa Steve!

And here's Grandma Charlotte, Daddy's Mom. She lives in Las Vegas, but came to visit us last weekend. We love Grandma Charlotte!

Two boxers live in our house, Newton and Dexter. Mom and Dad have made sure we all get along and all feel loved. Here's Daddy with me and Newton. I like the boxers, except sometimes they lick my ear. One or the other of them always lays on the floor in front of our crib at night, though. They make us feel safe.

Mom took us to the park the other day and let us do tummy time on the grass. Here I am in my favorite outfit. Dad doesn't get the ruffles on my butt, but Mom understands how cute that is. Luke and I are about to outgrow a bunch of stuff already, so I need to wear my favorites while I can!