If you are not a fan of a billion pictures of someone's child in a slightly different position with a slightly different expression on her face, this post is not for you. You have been warned.
Hello, Aviyah Brielle.
She is the sweetest little baby.
She is 10.5 weeks old. How has it been such a short amount of time and yet it feels like I've known her forever.
She weighs a little over 16 pounds. This puts her in the 99th percentile which is exactly on par with her brothers at this age.
She is 24 inches long, now officially tall enough to be marked on the kids' height chart.
She has an untameable puffy head of hair.
She is my most finicky baby to nurse so far, though clearly her mid-arm rolls and chunky cheeks are not suffering.
She might love me the most if her love is measured by who she smiles for the most. Her smiles take her from pretty adorable to absolutely irresistible.
She is by far our most chill baby. Full disclosure: I sometimes place her somewhere and... momentarily forget she's there. She will just chill quietly by herself. She is a very different type of baby from what I've become accustomed to the past 9 years.
She's not super into tummy time and working out her neck muscles. Don't get me wrong, she doesn't mind being placed on her belly. She just does not yet see the point of using that time to be productive.
I love her so much.
