An obsessive-compulsive, anal-retentive, neurotic, klutzy young woman with Turners Syndrome reflects on Operation Baby and on becoming a physician.
Saturday, May 3, 2014
Fourteen weeks old! Loving every minute!
Maybe this is cliche, but, dear readers, I am truly loving every minute with my beautiful little A. I hold her and watch her sleep, and have to force myself to put her down in her crib. I smell her baby smell. And she's smiling now -- smiling! It is the most heartwarming thing in the world. Oh, and the way her entire body wiggles with excitement when she plays with her kick and play piano? I myself want to squeal with delight.
A sleeps through the night most nights, which is wonderful timing considering I am about to embark on six weeks of Q4 call.
I'll write more later, hopefully. But work calls...