You’ve Come a Long Way, Baby!
Someone’s growing way too fast. Tomorrow, Edith will be four months old! All of a sudden last week she just started propping her head up, rolling over, inching forward and laughing. Oh, and she’s teething. She has most definitely graduated from “Infant” to “Baby”. However, the reason I got inspired to write this (other than my three month endless deadline at work finally coming to and end) is that we took Edie to the doctor today to get some shots and have a check up. When we got her measurements we were pretty shocked to find out how much she’s grown. She is now almost 26 inches long, weighs 12 pounds, and her head is over 16 inches around. A mere two months ago…
she was not quite ten pounds, was just under two feet, and had a little head. Two months before that…
she was just born, and was a tiny, precious peanut.
Six and a half pounds and 18 3/4 inches long.
Here’s a bunch more photos from her first two months, I am going to try to post more pictures in the coming weeks since I have more free time.
Our First Farmer’s Market Trip
Went pretty well. I had to hold her the whole time while erin was picking out veg. This also entailed fending off rabid older women. 
What’s the point of blogging…
When all the people who read your blog are visiting you!
Thanks everyone for all your help, we’re going to miss you all so much, but it will be nice to have time to ourselves for a spell to figure out this parenting business.
Happy Birthday to Me and Edie
Yesterday i turned 33 and edith turned two weeks old. We celebrated by playing happy birthday on the piano together (very poorly, i should actually practice it sometime rather than just kind of making it up as i go). unfortunately, the camera’s batteries died right before we finished, but here it is anyway.
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose…
“What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;“
–Juliet from Shakespeare’s “Romeo and Juliet”
We knew we were going to name our daugter edith way back in the first trimester, the name kind of just came to us and we seemed to know it was right. However, we were totally lost on the middle name. We were so lost that we gave up even thinking about it for a few months. A few weeks before she was born we were on a walk in the rose garden, and erin put her foot down and said that we had to choose the middle name that day from a rose that was in the garden (the are hundreds of roses). So we set off looking, before we found a middle name though, we found that in 1924 the portland rose queen was named edith.
This inspired us to keep looking. After a long while, and roses named ‘midnight beauty’ and ‘president kennedy’ erin came across an english rose named ’sister elizabeth’, and it just so happens that i have a sister named elizabeth.
It was getting dark and i was getting tired of squinting at signs trying to read their name, so i found the index of all the roses in the park and scanned it for any name we had talked about. At the very end of the list, I found ‘etoile de holland’; ‘etoile’ means ‘resembling a star’, and erin had really wanted a middle name that had something to do with stars or space because the night we found out we were pregnant we saw the aurora borealis from our backyard.
And there we had our names.
Edith Elizabeth Etoile
We’re still in the hospital, hopefully we’ll be home tomorrow. In the meantime, here’s a preview of our beautiful baby girl.
Stork of Portland???
Why did this stork peacock* just move into our yard? it sits and taunts the chickens and makes a howling noise that sounds something like a woman screaming combined with a caterwaul and a siren. our friend juliet thinks that the peacock is the stork of portland, and i think she may be right.
*this is in’t a joke, a peafowl really moved into our yard yesterday, and was even on the news last night. it’s kind of obnoxious, but if it does its duty and brings the baby soon, i’ll forgive it.
