The World Revolves Around Me

We all are adjusting to the new situation at home, and we love everything about it; sleepless nights, dirty diapers, dark circles around eyes, we even love (in a weird way) colics that bother our daughter from the second day we brought her home.
Life is good!!!
My mom, who came all the way from Bosnia, is great help. She cooks, and cleans, and enjoys holding her first granddaughter. You can see love floating between two of them. Daddy decided to take family leave, 2 weeks, and stay home, to experience this beautiful miracle called first days of fatherhood.
We take turns getting up in the middle of the night, changing diapers, feeding Lorna. I can not breastfeed, so Lorna is on formula. Luckily, I don’t have hard feelings about it, no guilt whatsoever. And why should I? I did whatever it took, but milk is not coming and Lorna doesn’t want to nurse anyway.
Thank God for expensive formulas.

When she was only 3 days old, we had our first outing together; went to the store where my father-in-law works. You should have seen how proud he was. Grandpa carried Lorna to the main office and showed her off to everyone. The only thing that comes to my mind is “The world does revolve around me…”

Lorna is very good baby. True, colics have been bothering her a lot, but if it wasn’t for that, she’d be sleeping day and night.

When Lorna was 8 days old, we celebrated our first Thanksgiving together. Once again, she was perfect little angel.

Then came Christmas… our first Christmas together. Lorna stares at all the flashing lights, she is cooing and making noises that could compare to Pavarotti’s 1 million dollar voice… Pavarotti??? Who needs him, when Lorna is in mood for singing…
I’m telling you – this child is so special… of course she is, SHE IS OURS!!!!!!