Each Monday night I get pretty emotional thinking about the night Marlo was born. She's 4 weeks old tonight and sweet as ever. She giggles in her sleep and makes the tiniest little sighs when she nurses. When nursing, her eyes often seem to be asking, "Is this ok?" Yes, Little Mama. You're perfect. When super relaxed, which is often, she sleeps with her arms splayed above her head, like goal posts or as my brother called it, roller coaster arms. She still loves baths and looking intensely at you. She loves car rides, although has been known to cry at stop lights. She is so easy going and I just hope she stays that way and doesn't pick up bad habits from her mama. I can't believe it's been 4 weeks already. I love her so much.
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