the shortest two weeks

i’m not sure how it happened but somehow our little mila is two weeks old. two weeks and three days, as i type this. these have been the shortest two weeks of my life. it feels like it’s only been a few moments since she was born, since we brought her home, since we’ve been a family of three. she already looks so different; chubby cheeks and thighs, little dimples on her hands. we are so lucky and thankful to be her parents — and not just because she’s been eating every four hours since she was a week old. she’s so sweet and cuddly and smells so good (most of the time). after she eats she just kind of melts onto you and falls asleep. she’s mostly patient with annoying photoshoots and does such a good job latching and eating. she rarely cries, but when she does otis redding can make her stop. we can’t wait to see what kind of little person she will grow up to be.