Girly girl

I think I was destined to have a little girl. It’s not wrong that she hasn’t gone a day without a bow or flower in her hair (including the day she was born) is it?

5 day checkup- all 6 pounds and 1.5 ounces of her (I credit that 1.5 ounces to her flower)

One of my personal favorites!

And typically these bows/flowers stay in Avery's hair all day...that is until Avery notices them.

And it is definitely not wrong that I painted her toe nails before she was 10 days old? Right?!?

Heaven help this little girl if she hates all things girly!

BLOW OUT!

It finally happened.

Blow Out.

Fortunately not on Kyle or me.

And honestly it didn’t take too long to cleanup. But then again I’m used to cleaning up 80 year-old man poop which takes a lot longer and is a whole lot stinkier. Plus she has a super cute bum!

 

But enough about poop. Here’s a couple more of Avery Dawn with clothes.

 

Upgrades

Ever wonder why it took me so long to actually post about Avery joining us? Let me explain.

Avery was born on a Sunday. The day before my wonderful Kyle was getting rid of a virus on our computer, and got rid of everything else on our computer too. We had decided we were going to get a new computer anyways since this laptop no longer could operate without being plugged into the wall at all times, needed a separate keyboard to type due to a tragic Ramen noodle spill, and the touch pad worked minimally well at best.

Of course, having Avery the next day and being in the hospital for a few days put us behind on ordering a new laptop. And the fact that we needed to find a computer to even order the laptop from. Luckily the Provo Library isn’t too far and we have since upgraded from this:

To this:

 
 

Isn't it beautiful? I am so thrilled that we have graduated from our "desktop" to a functional laptop.

My next dream is to go from hand washing dishes:

To this:

I know, I dream big! But while I'm dreaming, let's just imagine leaving a life of coin operated laundry:

To this:

Oh it's enough to give me chills! The next improvement though is getting rid of this blue beast:

and the mysterious slasher mark couch:

that were bequeathed to us from the previous tenants. A self respecting person would have thrown these away in a hurry and bought new furniture. Yeah...at least that is what I assume a self respecting person would do since I am clearly NOT that person. Fortunately, we are not taking these out to Indiana so we'll finally bite the bullet, grow up, and buy something like this:

But all in good time. Can’t have everything you want right away. I’m happy to settle with my new addition of Avery girl for now!

Avery comes home!

In the spirit of catching up, here are more pictures of my darling Avery. 

We stayed in the hospital for 48 hours and then they gave us the boot 

 

Avery was very sad to leave. Or maybe she was upset because her newborn clothes didn’t fit her! What do you do when your infant is too small for infant things?!?

Here is Avery’s first time seeing the sun (and it felt like mine too. I hadn’t spent anytime outside except driving home from the hospital after my shift and then driving back less than 12 hours later to give birth!)

 

 
When we got home my Mom volunteered to watch Avery while Kyle and I napped. I hadn’t gotten much sleep. 5.5 hours of sleep the night before I delivered, 1.5 the night after I delivered, and 3 the following! I kept getting the shakes and had a weird cold and then hot flash right before we left the hospital, so I was exhausted.

 

After a 2 hour nap, Kyle told me that I felt like I was burning up. We checked my temperature, and sure enough I had a fever. So with thoughts of sepsis in my mind, I called my doctor’s office and explained the situation to the nurse. She put me on hold, so naturally I checked my temperature again. I was all the way up to 102.7! After a series of questions, she told me to start a schedule of alternating Tylenol and Ibuprofen, and that the doctor thought the fever was probably due to my milk coming in since I didn’t have any other symptoms (sharp abdominal pain or large clots.)

Well, within an hour I felt as right as rain, which was just in time for me to watch game 4 of the NBA finals. I have to raise Avery right, right? Especially since we watched game 3 a mere few hours after her birth! The Mavericks had an additional cheerleader in the house ever since Avery strolled into town!