still here

4 weeks since i've written.  I've been meaning to write sooner, so much happens with duckie on a day to day basis and all i want to do is share it with anyone that will listen.  Unfortunately every time i feel the itch to get on the computer a certain someone gives a shout and needs a diaper change, or to be burped, or fed, or held.  She also has uncanny timing of wanting to eat just as her mom is about to put that first spoonful into her own mouth.

Where to begin...

Babygirl is 10 1/2 weeks old, over 11 lbs now, has had 2 vaccination shots, her first fever (102.1), first road trip (2.5 hours to charlotte), put up her first christmas tree and has developed a love for singing and dancing. Seriously, just start singing itsy bitsy-spider, Ripple, Rehab or song of your choosing and she'll sing along, kicking her legs to the beat.

She's had days where she's sleeping all the time and others where I swear more gas has passed out of her than the BP oil spill ( okay i know not quite the same thing but you get what i mean).  She has impeccable timing and always seems to laugh at her dad's corny jokes. When she cries, I mean really cries you know something is hurting her and you'd let your arms fall off before you'd let her go.  The angel often sleeps 7-10 hours a night.

Rachel masi, Andi masi, Risa masi and Seester Masi have all come to visit and Siena got a sampling of the love and support she can only get from the strong, confident women her mom is lucky enough to have in her life.

We've developed superhuman hearing and can tell when she's hiccuped one floor away, a blessing and burden. It has led to what we call phantom baby syndrome where we think we here her crying or cooing while we're in the shower or cooking dinner so we rush to her - often still wet or with a spatula in hand, to find her sound asleep.

I've packed away a bin full of preemie and newborn sized adorable clothing and replaced it with 3month old equally adorable outfits.  She now owns a pair of very stylish Ugg-like boots.

She's got a smile that every time i see makes me want to put a little black dot behind her ear, spit over my shoulder, tie red string around her wrist or try any other remedy for warding off the evil eye because who wouldn't covet this little darling.

While she has nicknames such as duckie, The Bub, goober, lovebug - I am referred to as The Boob Machine, Small Island-Big Island, or around company - The Buffet.  Dad is referred to as ManwithFurryFace.

We love having visitors because it motivates us to clean parts of our house which otherwise would remain untouched.

Right now Bub has got a cold which i suspect she got from me.  She's a total rock-star and has put up with us putting saline drops in her nose and sucking out her boogers with the evil Blue Bulb. Not sure who feels better after - her or us.  It alleviates some of the helplessness we feel every time we here her coughing and sniffling.