After a too-short break from work with my new daughter, I’m back to the grind at the GCDW.
Monday was my first day back and also my first full day away from Ciera. It was difficult and I cried way more than I expected. I spent nearly every moment for six weeks watching her grow and change, and it is definitely going to be hard to ease back into some semblance of a normal schedule again. So, my dear readers, please bear with me!
Ciera -- or Cici for short -- was born Oct. 26, 2017 at 12:33 a.m. She weighed in at 8 pounds 1 ounce and just shy of 20 inches long. She came into the world wide-eyed and Logan and I agree, with some bias of course, she is the most beautiful girl we have ever seen. She has dark blue eyes and it looks like she may have strawberry blond hair.
It’s amazing how a little person can change so much in less than two months. She has the biggest smile and has just started cooing at us. Cici has recently started tracking our movements, which has been fun for Logan to test out. They were laying on the floor the other day and he would move from side to side and would just laugh as she traced his movements.
We often call her wiggle worm because her arms and legs are constantly on the go, kicking and thrashing. Cici’s arms and legs are strong, and she doesn’t hold back when she wants to do her own little dance.
Becoming a parent has been fulfilling and complicated and full of emotion. I have the constant worry that I’m messing everything up, but when she looks at me with those big, blue eyes all that worry melts away.
Watching Logan transition into fatherhood is among my favorite part of becoming a parent. The way he looks at his daughter with more love than I could have ever imagined literally brings tears to my eyes. The feeling is clearly mutual, even just a few short weeks into her life. When she lays on his chest, she wiggles until she has her head burrowed under his chin and she falls into a deep sleep.
Recently, I had spent an hour trying to get my stuffy-nosed newborn to calm down, to no avail. But, the second she snuggled daddy, all bets were off and it was nap time. As her mother, this is both frustrating and heartwarming! Logan, on the other hand, finds it hilarious when he can swoop in and make everything better. Have I mentioned he’s the best? I can’t say it enough.
I’m so incredibly lucky to have a husband who not only loves his child fiercely, but is also the first one to reassure me that I’m not a mess up when I’m so exhausted I can barely think. I’ve cried more tears in the last six weeks than I think I have my entire life, but he is right by my side to calm me down when I need it most. I don’t know how he puts up with my mood swings.
The transition into being a working mother in the next few weeks is going to be tough on me, so please be patient. Currently, my daughter thinks 3 a.m. is the best time to wake up for the day, so I’m running on lots of caffeine and a little bit of chaos.
Sabrina is the editor of the Greene County Daily World. She can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.