Paloma weighs about 9 and a half pounds. Our arms are getting buff! I know I shouldn't get too attached, but it makes me sad that I've had to retire Paloma's newborn-sized outfits. I mean, the slim fit is in, right? I got the message when she screamed after I tried to squeeze her head through her teensy lion T-shirt. Goodbye, microscopic socks and itsy bitsy caps. Until Baby #2!
Paloma is seven weeks now. That's seven weeks for Fernando and I in our unrehearsed mommy and daddy roles. We used to be overwhelmed with this new baby business, but now we're getting the hang of it. In the early weeks, I was convinced that Paloma was a "fussy baby", but now I think she was just being a normal baby (with frequent bouts of drama). There were days that just drained us, and there still are sometimes. Even though it's been exhausting, we don't regret all the loving work that's been done. Those challenges help us to get to know our little dove.
Recently, when we talk to her, Paloma's been giving us her most genuine, affectionate smiles and tender nods and coos. This is how we know she loves us. And we love our bright and passionate baby.
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When we're out and about, one of the benefits of carrying her versus having her in the stroller is her expanded scope of vision. She couldn't stop gawking at the leaves and branches that hung above her.
A Phillies phan. Thanks phor the bib, Porter phamily!
She locked gaze with a friend via the mirror.Bath time is fun again! Hail to the bath seat! We've gone from zippy 20-second baths to a whopping 5 minutes. Splish, splash!
I'm about to make my next hair appointment so I could get me one of these head massages.
She chillaxes while her dad maintains his strict diet.
She likes showing off her hot ride.
Made them look! My tricks never fail.
Under the sheets.
Lunchtime! She loves holding her imaginary fork and spoon. 
Her favorite pillow-top mattress. The fine details. I noticed how pointy the bottom of her big toe is, pre-walked on.
The four bulbous toes that follow are curious also.
Work it, supermodel!
The shelves are dusty, crumbs need to be swept, there's laundry to be folded, but we wouldn't change this for anything!
I still feel the pain of this. Waaaahhhh!
There's a strong campaign against littering on the sand. Why not make it fun? It's comic book themed. 
Paloma tried to chime in on the girl talk...
...while Pau enjoyed a four-star meal.
Pau went incognito for awhile to avoid his paparazzi. How stylin' does he look? We bought Paloma a pair of shades as well so she could look equally as cool as her cousin.
I'm about to make my next hair appointment so I could get me one of these head massages.
Her favorite pillow-top mattress.
We love holding her close and tight because one day she won't want to be held anymore.
Sugary sweet face.
Oh-so-saaaad face.
Carrefour, my Walmart/Target fusion store.
