Olive's future tormentor, er, best friend, has arrived!
Kisses for the baby taquito.
Quinn Clementine Huang was delivered via c-section in the early morning of June 16th. 8 pounds, 20 inches of fuzzy goodness. (Our healthy little girl entered the world with a light coat of shoulder hair!) Josh, Olive and I could not be more grateful.
And baby makes FOUR!
Though some shots taken at the hospital (see below) may suggest otherwise...
You take the good, you take the bad...
Aside from the occasional tantrum thrown due to hunger, Quinn is a very reasonable baby. The nurses at Good Samaritan hospital were amused by our continuous reference to our little one as "reasonable," but there's no better way to describe her demeanor. Her cries are usually for good reason (burp, hunger, diaper change), and once said issue is resolved, she is quick to quiet down.
Quinn's also proven to be a good feeder (which isn't to say that the first week of breastfeeding wasn't challenging) and a deep sleeper (I find myself tickling her feet to keep her awake during feedings). Giving birth to an all-around easy-going tot is like landing a golden ticket. Quinn is - dare I say it - the unicorn of babies! A closer look at our the pipsqueak here...
One week old. In a state of drunken stupor. I am Quinn's cow.
She is the perfect arrangement of atoms, is she not?