Eight days after her arrival, little Eliza was ready to make her grand appearance at church. I had such a smooth recovery this time that it seemed silly to stay home from church when I felt so good. Don't get me wrong, I still couldn't quite stand up straight and I was partaking freely of pain pills, but compared to last time this was a breeze.
I told everyone I know not to buy any newborn size clothes for us. Isaiah was never little enough for them. Eliza came out just 4 ounces shy of Isaiah's birth weight, but she has shrunk a bit since then and has been happily wearing newborn size clothes for 3 weeks now. Fortunately at my baby shower a friend gave me a bag of newborn clothing her daughter had grown out of so that has come in handy.
So we had a dress for her to wear and the only other requirement for taking little girls to church seems to be that they have a headband with a huge flower on it. The preference seems to be for flowers that are at least as large as the baby's head. I don't think this one quite meets that standard, but it was as enormous as I was willing to go.
She did great at church and slept most of the time. We kept her in her carseat and Isaiah spent a lot of sacrament meeting standing next to it alternating between staring at her and rocking her...he's a pretty aggresive rocker so she may end up with whiplash, but it's cute to see him try to take care of her.
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