After 8 blissful weeks (2 months) of Abigail, I have to say I am completely addicted to being a mommy! Abigail makes being a mom very easy. She now takes her last feeding at 10pm and will wake between 4:30 and 5:30 am (6-7 hours of sleep!). That time will slowly (as the weeks progress and her tummy gets bigger) stretch to 7am. Hooray! She's on a nice flexible 3 hour schedule which makes planning the day easy and hassle-free (for the most part). She has also learned how to will her hand to her mouth (as the picture dictates!) so she can suck her thumb and soothe herself back to sleep when the firetrucks leave the station nextdoor :) Abigail is right-handed as you can see! Jon tried to get her to suck on her left fist and she did for a moment. Then, sneakily, oh so sneakily, her right fist made its move toward her mouth. Then, with both fists side by side, Abi made the switch and dropped the left fist. HA! I laughed so hard. She has also made friends with her stuffed Tigger and her musical octapus (both of which have faces). She loves to smile at them and wave at them. Knocking Tigger over gives her an extra special thrill ;)
She will also lie on her back and take unaimed and uncoordinated swings at hanging toys. She gets so excited she makes noises, which also amuses her. What was that I just did? she wonders. Did I just coo? Whatever I did, it made all the big people laugh and clap! She's on her way to a down-right giggle!
Her two-month check-up was today, which means Abi received her first set of shots. I had to pray for strength and courage for Abi, but really I was saying, "God, give ME strength to hold my daughter as she gets pricked with 3 big needles!!!" And I did cry silently as I sang Jesus Loves Me to her. She gave 5 big, red-faced wails and then went to sleep. Oh that sweet little Abigail!
Now for the interesting stuff! She weighed in at 12 lbs 5 oz (89 percentile) and was 23 1/2 inches long (91 percentile). My baby is BIG! Her baby acne is clearing up but her cradle cap (baby dandruff) has just begun. Yuck.
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Ah the days when babies would only give five big wails when they are assaulted with big needles. I miss those days. She sounds amazing. Wish we could meet her. Malachi and I might be up in MN in March though. We might have to have a get together with mommies and babies.
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