Happy Boxing Day!

Well, our little family had a really nice Christmas. We went over to Nana and Mike and Leah's house with Roxanne dressed in her Santa suit. I forgot to take pictures, but Kendree took some, so I'll beg some off of her to post. Roxanne got lots of fun new toys from Nana and Mike and Leah, and hopefully she'll be playing with some of them soon.

Roxanne is doing very very well, and getting sweeter every day. She's really an easy baby, and I feel so spoiled. I keep waiting for a turning point or something, thinking that one morning she'll just wake up fussy. Let's hope not. I looked at a chart in one of my baby books last night, and her birth weight (9 pounds 5 ounces) and height (21.5 inches) are both in the 95% or so for babies. And her feet are so huge! I put her in a very cute set of pajamas yesterday with aliens and space ships on them that a co-worker gave us, and her feet were really too big for the footies. I think I'll just cut off the footie part, as Justin and I agree that she looks adorable in the pajamas.

She is also using her left arm more and more, although it still seems like she is sort of testing it out. She can lift it almost as high as she lifts the right one, and has started moving it in circles a little, too, in a sort of flailing motion when she's upset. I was feeding her last night in the football hold, and as it was 4:30 in the morning, I was a little out of it. She is very snuggly all the time, and loves to rub my arms or chest while she eats, and so it took me a minute to realize that she was rubbing my arm with her left hand! It was very thrilling, and I am so proud of her. Justin and I have been just staring at her in the bassinet when she's awake, watching her little left arm move around. Our first taste of parental pride. I am going to try and take a picture of her with her arm up in the air. It's such a big deal for us. We plan to call the specialist today and try to make an appointment, but hopefully, she'll resolve this on her own. From what I understand, babies with shoulder dystotia can sometimes magically resolve it on their own. We're hoping she does. She's made a lot of progress for being six days old!

Well, that's about all for now. The little one is starting to wake up. It's time for my favorite new baby game, which I like to call, "Was that a poot or a poop?" Roxanne poots more than most middle aged men, but somehow it's very endearing and cute.