Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Girly Perks, A Sad Farewell and Fabulous Footwear

It's no secret I wanted, and even expected to have a boy first. It took me more than a week to adjust to the idea of our first child being a girl. Of course, I wouldn't trade my sweet Virginia for the world. But, even after she was born, I would look longingly at the racks of boys' clothes at the store. I really do find many baby boy clothes much cuter than a lot of what is available for baby girls (must be because I'm not that into pink). And I'm still looking forward to buying little boy outfits someday. But....

I must say that I have been absolutely converted to the fun of dressing a little girl. There are so many adorable outfits, such precious little bows. So, it is with no small amount of sadness, and a bit of sheepishness, that I bid a fond farewell to Virginia's 0-3 month wardrobe. I had a hard enough time giving up the newborn stuff when she was 7 weeks old! I suppose it's high time, now that she is nearly four months. Still, I have many fond memories of picking out her sweet little outfits and knowing that even though I was still sometimes sporting maternity clothes and looked absolutely terrible, at least my baby was beautiful. So, here are some photos I took to remember one of my favorite dresses, which has now been retired until Virginia has a little sister.

I'm starting to wonder whether people have more than one child just so they can have someone else to fit into the adorable little clothes.

And while we're on the subject of clothes, because I won't be blogging about them often...are these not some of the most fabulous socks you've ever seen? I just love them! And I'm very glad Virginia has tiny feet, even for a baby, so they still fit (notwithstanding the fact that this picture is almost two months old).

And Sometimes We're Awake...

...even when Virginia is sleeping.

We do, however, creep into her room quite often to admire her and enjoy her peaceful sleep. I've decided this is either a very good thing or a sign that I need a hobby. Okay, I have hobbies, I just prefer enjoying her. It reminds me of the summer I lived in Washington, DC, and worked for the Public Defender. I spent all day doing criminal defense work, and when I came home in the evening I would watch Law & Order marathons. I guess that's one way I figured out that criminal law was undoubtedly the place for me. I'm a person of limited interests. I had a bit of deja vu the other night when I put Virginia to bed and immediately started looking at pictures of her on my computer. I guess being her mom must be a good fit for me too.

Monday, August 3, 2009