One Week! She’s been here one week already and all is going pretty well. Saralyn loves to sleep. In my mind at least, it’s her most defining quality.
Tony and I have played several rounds of “She’s got your____,” and there are a few features that are direct copies from relatives.
The poor thing has her mama’s ears. (Secretly, I wished for this.) She, like her Mother and Grandmother before her, has ears where the tops are heavy with cartilage and don’t roll down. Tony says that they are elf ears, and will allow Saralyn to bake cookies and live in a hollow tree.
Saralyn also has her Grandma Bush’s fingers: Long digits with narrow fingernails that are set high, toward the first knuckle. It’s was amazing to see her little hands for the first time and see Mother Bush’s fingers there! They are so similar. She’s pretty good with those little grippers, too. She likes to hold them in front of her mouth when we are trying to get her fed. She’s hungry and eager to get something in her mouth. The poor girl doesn’t understand that she’d get to the slurping a whole lot faster if she just put her hands DOWN!
Her eyes are a very dark blue at the moment, but it’s too soon to tell if they will fade to her father’s smoky blue-grey, or darken to her mother’s green-ish stripe. The shape of her eyes, I think, is more Tony-ish.
Where the nose comes from, is any body’s guess.
Her skin is light and pink (and peeling a little, at the moment) but doesn’t have a mark on it. Not a single birthmark. (She had a tiny “stork bite” over her right eye that has faded since her birth.)
As previously mentioned, Saralyn came attached to a very long umbilical cord. The doctor said at the time that there was a correlation between long umbilical and intelligence. I thought at the time that she was blowing sunshine into my incision, but then we got home and I got to Googling.
Let’s take a moment to say that looking for medical advice on the Internet is a “you get what you pay for” situation. After much looking, using the terms “umbilical intelligence”, “long umbilical length” and “umbilical IQ”, I’d worried myself sick about what could have happened to a baby with a long umbilical cord! It’s scary stuff: twists, knots, compression and more icky. It turns out that a short cord goes hand in hand with decreased IQ, but we never found a source that claimed that long = smart. Long = hyperactive, that we found. Also long = Abnormal Behavior Control.
So, um, whatever. If she’s hyperactive, I haven’t seen any sign of it yet. Princess Camomile’s cried for a total of 8 minutes yesterday, and that had a lot to do with a cold diaper wipe.
She changes a little bit every day. What will come next? I can’t wait to see. I can say, I’m still likely to Google for information. I just can’t stop myself….