what a difference a week makes!
This: my groggy newborn of week 1.
A babe invested with mystical, magical sleeping charm powers. [Did I really get her eyes open long enough to snap this pic??] I could hardly be near the child without falling prey to her sleepiness myself. Thus, our feeding sessions were doomed to failure. And she went from 8 lbs even to 6 lbs. 14 oz. within one week. She simply wasn't interested....or was simply more interested in shut-eye-let's-pretend-I-was-never-torn-from-your-cozy-{bulky?}-uterus.
This: my hungry, wide-eyed 2-week-old.
Ever-more alert. Demanding. Growing. Which interrupts the sleepy haze, of course, but also puts a blessed end to bi-weekly weight checks at the doctor's office (during flu season?!). I'll take the tri-nightly feedings in exchange.
And gladly.
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Loved, loved, loved having Kelly here!! Hate to send her back - but I promised...
Wonderful that you don't have to go to the doctor bi-weekly anymore. No fun at all.