Pup's Second Week Highlights

1. Baby poop has remarkable range. This particular explosion left Hubby standing over the sink, holding our nekid baby, proclaiming, "My daughter just [pooped] in my hand." I sat on the bed, leaked milk and laughed. Hard. But then the same thing happened to me the next day.



2. I'd say she's filling out just a little bit. We call this the sumo-baby picture. "Give me milk. Rawr!"


3. Reading to babies is good. So far it's been Erik Larson from Daddy, and Jenny McCarthy from mom, but it puts her right to sleep, and I like to think that, and the classical music we play during quiet times is have some positive effect on her rapidly growing grey matter.


4. The cats are both happier now that I'm not pregnant. The Romeo has even stopped peeing outside his box. Now that he can sleep on my belly again, he's a happy boy. He's even been so brave as to get close enough to sniff our little one.


5. This is cuteness to the extreme. She may be mostly a bit of a "blob" to quote Jenny McCarthy, but already she's spending more time awake, she's looking right at us, and starting to check out the world...... smiles are on the way, I just KNOW it. But in the meantime, she's still the cutest, best thing in the history of history.