From the day she was born, it’s been clear that Nora is our child. The resemblance is uncanny. Except she’s not a mini me… she’s a mini him.
Ask almost anyone and they’ll say that Nora looks just like her daddy.
The funny thing is that people tell me this, and they say it apologetically. Like I’m going to be upset that my child looks like her father. Um, I chose to have a baby with this man, people. He’s my husband. Clearly it’s not something to be angry over?
When Nora was born, I wasn’t immediately struck by her resemblance to Michael. I was pretty sure she had his nose, and my mouth. Before bed that first night in the hospital, I was lying there, staring at her every feature, and I laughed so hard when I got to her toes, because… they are totally Michael’s toes.
But then someone commented on the blog birth announcement, saying she looked just like her daddy, and I thought, “Really?” It wasn’t that I disagreed, it was just that I was surprised that someone could see it so clearly and so quickly.
At our first pediatrician’s appointment, the doctor approached Nora to examine her and stopped short in her tracks and said, “Oh my!” She took a step back and looked at us, and before saying anything further, inquired, “Who do you think she looks like?” I said, “Everyone keeps telling us she looks like him!” and I motioned to Michael. The doctor said, “YES! EXACTLY like him.” :)
I think it’s adorable, really. And the more time I spent studying little Nora’s features, the more I started to see it. I still think she has my mouth, but that might be just about it… at least for now. I’m curious to see how she develops as she grows.
Last week, I suddenly had a memory of a photo of Michael as a baby, one we had used in our photo slideshow for our rehearsal dinner more than two years ago. In my head, I could see him and, well… he looked just like Nora. Or, rather, Nora looked just like him in the picture. On Saturday, I pulled out the DVD slideshow to take a look, and show my in-laws as well.
I was so, so right. See for yourself:
This puts a whole ‘nother spin on “Daddy’s Little Girl.” And I love it. :)
AboutI'm Heather. I'm 31 and have been married to Michael for five years. Together, we have two beautiful little girls we love more than anything, and a miniature dachshund who drives us crazy. I'm a full-time working mom who has very little time for my own "stuff" these days, like home improvement, cooking/baking, cake decorating, and photography. Despite the team not making the playoffs since 1999, I'm STILL a Buffalo Bills fan, which I think speaks to my loyalty AND sense of humor. I can't wait to pick up the pace with travel again some day... you know, when we're done being ruled by tiny fists. Welcome to my blog.
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