Waking up from my newborn coma...

So, now that my baby is a full week old, it's probably time that I post some pictures of her.

Sorry it took so long.  That baby birthin' stuff can knock one off their feet and it appears that I am just now pulling myself together.  Sort of.  

Eleanor Stringham

Coming into the world on May 14th at a whopping 5 lbs. 14 oz.

Cameron came over that day and took some photos of her with the family.  They turned out so nice, I couldn't pick just one to show you.  Thank you Cameron!

I think Brent was equal parts happy and terrified.  At least I know I was, so I hope I wasn't the only one.  It's been a while since we had a newborn hanging around the house.

The hat covers it up, but she does have a head full of dark hair (they always start with dark hair, don't they?) and if I were a betting woman, I'd bet that her eyes are going to turn blue.

All my blue eyed girls.  Awe, aren't they cute?

I think that the kids were starting to doubt my claims that a new sister would be coming to live with us.  When I told Charlie that I was going to the hospital and the next time he'd see me, I'd have a baby sister for him, all he said was "Ok.  Thanks."

They've done really well with her, so far. It's nice to have kids that are a little older this time around.  Less diaper changing and potty training and a little more help than my newborn experiences in the past.

I love this one with cousin Davie and all the kidlet hands pawing at the baby.  It's going to be the life she knows for a while.  She's been such a sweetheart this week, as a new mom (for the 4th time over), I'm feeling pretty lucky.