12 days and counting.

Charlotte is 12 days old today.  Still little, and cute, and still makes squeaking noises when she is excited or hungry.  Everyone talks about this sleep deprivation thing when the baby comes home, to be honest...we haven't experienced it at all.  We are night owls anyway, so we are always awake at night.  My husband is part robot, so he works on about 4-6 hours of sleep per night on a daily basis.  As for me, having fibromyalgia means that I never really get comfortable enough to fall into a deep sleep, so I am always waking up every two to three hours or so to try to find a more comfortable position.

Now, onto the fun things that have happened within the first 12 days.  I've been pooped and peed on. My husband, lucky him, has only been peed on.  The baby loves to spit up at the most convienent times.  Today she spit up on my touch screen phone.  The whole screen was covered in baby spit up.  And then she smiled at me, as if her little adorable smile was going to make things better,

It did.

She loves to listen to music and have us sing to her.  She is a very musical child.  Her alert time, she coos and squeaks and smiles and is just awesome.

Here are some pictures of her from today!

My baby likes to play the air guitar.