Baby Violet is now 11 weeks old. Eleven weeks! Still not three months for another two weeks. Not sure how that works, but I'll take it. ;-)
She is big! Almost 15 pounds big. These photos were taken two weeks ago (by my mama) and I think Violet has gained 3 pounds since then. I, on the other hand, have lost about 8 pounds since these pics were taken, but that is a story for another day... :-)
She is the sweetest, smiliest (always smiling and laughing) baby ever. She loves "talking" to us. She loves people and being held, and is just the greatest joy to everyone around her.
When she wakes up in the middle of the night, she doesn't cry. She just kinda looks at ya, and starts talking to herself. She sleeps in our room, so I always know right when she wakes up, and I can get right to her and feed her. But I wonder what she would do if she were in a different bedroom? Would she cry or just talk to herself all night? I don't know!
She is a very babied baby. There is no shortage of love for this girl. No shortage at all. Ginger is always saying to her, "You are my ooobly-wooobly best baby sister in the whole ooobly-woobly world." Paprika is always wanting to show Violet off to her friends at school. "Have you seen my baby sister? Isn't she beautiful? Isn't she just amazing? Look at her!"
Yes, she is oobly-woobly and one amazing baby. I am so grateful for her every moment of my life. I can't believe less than three months ago, I was at this very park pregnant with "Pavenzia" and now my days are filled with moments of looking at her sweet face. She is such a miracle to me...