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Eleanor - One month, Two months

Seeing as Eleanor's first month was pretty much dominated by hospital and doctor events (and seeing as life is a little too chaotic with two kids to take timely pictures and write timely blog posts), we're just going to shamelessly combine her one month and two month update into one post.

Eleanor, you are settling into your own little personality! Your brother was a pretty easy baby. I remember thinking, at the time, that Sam must be the easiest baby in the world, an that we were so lucky. Well, you, my dear, are proving to be perhaps even easier than he was, at least in some ways. Sam hated being put down. You are quite content being set into a seat or swing. Sam needed to be rocked and nursed to sleep, and he often woke up in the transition from arms to bassinet/crib. You, on the other hand, are a champion sleeper. After the first week and a half of your life, when you hated being on your back (presumably because your poor belly was uncomfortable!), and after a couple weeks …
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Enjoy the pictures for now. There's a lot more to the story! Still to come are a write-up of Eleanor's birth story (boring for her, a little more exciting for me), and then an account of the last couple days, which have found us up at Mayo Clinic with a sick baby needing emergency surgery at a tender nine days old. We're still going to be in the hospital a couple days, so I will work on getting some updates posted here, but for now, just know that Eleanor is stable and recovering, and we are all holding steady. :)

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