Two months old already. It saddens me how quickly time passes now, even though I know exciting times are ahead. They'll come and go in no time, so I pray that each day takes its sweet, sweet time. Olive is growing so fast; tomorrow we go to see Alf for her 2 month check-up, and we're eager to see where she falls in the height and weight categories this time around.
New this week: Lots of smiling. Instead of the fleeting, accidental, just-experimenting-with-facial-muscles smiles that delighted us nevertheless, she's grinning with intent; sometimes I'll wake up in the night to her soft grunts letting us know it's time for her sodden diaper to be removed or her belly to be refilled, I'll look over at her and see her swaying her perfectly round little head from side to side, wide-eyed and grinning, happy that I'm awake, too. She now has a partner with whom to spend the 4 o'clock hour, and this pleases her to no end. I'm still not able to get much smiling on camera. This is a gal who knows when she's really being watched (even in the womb, she'd scoot away so as not to let the midwives get a good handle on her position or her heartbeat), and will focus on other things. When we're in her face acting absurd and ridiculous as parents are wont to do, she'll look everywhere else to avoid making eye contact. Very serious, she is.
Upping the milk consumption. Our bottles hold seven ounces safely, before the no-fill line, and this had been the perfect amount to satisfy her. In the past few days, however, she'll suck down the contents and will continue to vigorously suck on the empty nipple. Now she's taking between eight and nine ounces at a feeding, so I have little doubt that at tomorrow's pediatrician appointment, she'll be tipping the scales past eleven pounds. Her head now is like the full moon - a perfect circle.
Here are the most recent shots from last night's bath and today:
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