Charlotte Clayton is 3 months old.

She’s 3 months old.

That’s crazy talk. But true. It’s been 3 months since we brought Charlotte Clayton home from the hospital.

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I’m still just in love with her. (But if i wasn’t, would I ever admit that?? No. But don’t worry, I really am.)

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I think a standard question to ask a new mom is, “Is she always this good?” even if the baby you are holding isn’t really being a ‘good baby.’ Well when people ask me that, I say truthfully, “Yes. She is the best baby, just like her brother and sisters were.”

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She is so easy going and rarely cries or fusses. She is mellow and happy and quiet. Like this guy (who some of us call daddy):

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She is so beautiful…

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…even when she cries.

People ask me these questions on a weekly basis:

– Did your other kids have that much hair? [yep. hairy monkey babies.]

– What nationality is your husband (or some variation on this. Like, “What’s the daddy?”)? This is not a joke. I swear that at least every week and 1/2 I get asked this. [He is not Italian or Mexican or Native American.]

– What’s her middle name? Oh, is that a family name? [Clayton. Yep. <3]

Charlotte is just really, really great. I cannot imagine life without her and when I am nursing her or rocking her or just laying next to her in the morning, I can’t possibly think I could get any luckier. And then the other 3 babies and Danny join us and I realize that I really am the luckiest mama in the world.

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