It’s sure hard to believe that our little girl is already a week old. I would be lying if I said that I didn’t cry the night before the day she turned a week old. I was staring at her and holding her while she slept and I couldn’t help but think about how long I’ve waited to be a mom, it was finally here. I just love this little bitty girl of mine,
Hazel likes to take baths, especially when the water is warm and the heater is on in the bathroom. She likes to fall asleep in your arms because she likes to be all warm and toasty. She knows the sounds of her mom and dad’s voices. She loves the pacifier the hospital gave her. Hazel loves to smile when she sleeps, but sometimes she has sad dreams too and gives a big pouty lip.
Hazel doesn’t like having her diaper changed -those wipes are too cold for her. She doesn’t like getting changed – like her clothes, she sure puts up a fight. She likes to ride in the car,but doesn’t like when the car stops. She did really well getting her heel pricked and didn’t cry one bit.
Hazel is a calm, sweet, happy baby girl and we are lucky to call her our own