A Map to Hazel: Head to Finger Toes

Dear Zellie Luz, 
Welcome to our family!  Welcome to the family blog!  My first post dedicated to baby girl Hazel Lucille.  You were born on September 8, 2012 6lbs 11oz and 19 inches long.  It will take some weeks before I can write about the hospital experience with your strong birth mama WW.  She chose us for you.  We are so honored, humbled and grateful she did. 

You are the sweetest, most tender baby lady.  You barely squawk when you're hungry and sleep wonderful long periods at night.  

You have a crown of dark walnut down hair on your perfectly round head.  At times it hints at future waves and possibly loose ringlets.  The little crest that sticks up on the top, the calamity of two oppositely swirly cowlicks intersecting melts my heart.
 At birth your eyes were glossy black but over the last week they have lightened and are giving way to a pretty brown, appearing they may still lighten yet to dare I say close to, hazel?

Your skin is a silky and soft brown and I like to smoosh my nose into your pillow cheeks and and rest there a minute.  Just today I noticed hints that you might be gaining some weight.  A little less crease on your leg and fingers with a little balling at the joints and you'll be wearing more of your 0-3 month clothes very soon!  Eating, demanding 3oz most sittings will do that to you.  

Your nose is a special thing.  It is a perfect pugged triangle with perfectly shaped, flared heart nostrils.  My pleasure is rubbing noses with you and feeling it's waxy newborn texture.  

look at her heart shaped nostrils.

You have full pouted lips that your lil' tongue pokes through regularly.  You have squishy ears with a coating of fur at the tip tops that your brother likes to let people know about. 

The stub of your umbilical cord fell off the other day in the van...It is stored in the door handle right now.  Kind of gross!  I must remember to get that out when Daddy gets home.  What is left behind is an inie. 

The word around the house is you're a poop machine.  It is true, you go A LOT and your proud, yet tentative, big brother Henry rushes to get you diapers and wipes on command.  You have a nice smell without the need for perfumed soaps.    You have big toes that closely resemble thumbs on your feet they are so long, just like WW, as do your long fingers.  

You have already calmed our house down in many ways.  I can't wait for what is to come.  Don't worry about that big boy, when we aren't around he sneaks pats on your head and kisses your forehead. Hen really loves you, he just isn't ready for us to know it.  He will come around when you aren't sleepin' so much, but I am happy it rubbed off on him for a little while today.  He took a 3 hour nap of his own doing!

We love you Hazel nut!
Love, Mama  

I love that this post, number 451, is your first in a starring role.  In 3.5 years I was able to post that much about your brother.  I apologize now that you may suffer from second child syndrome and not get as many of all your own but you will have lots of photos!  I love you baby girl.