Can you believe that Emma is three weeks old? Sure, you can. I can't, though.
At her two week checkup last Thursday (sorry for being a week behind) her stats were:
height: 19 inches - 5th percentile
weight: 7 lbs 7.6 oz - 25th percentile
weight: 7 lbs 7.6 oz - 25th percentile
head circumference: 13 3/4 in - 50th percentile
She is doing great! Maybe the only thing that gets tiring is that she wants to be held and snuggled all the time.
all.
the.
time.
Seriously, this little lady is spoiled. With Lexi, she only wanted to be held a max of 2 hours a day. Emma is the opposite. I get two hours a day when she will deign to sleep in her crib. In general, I love it. Lexi was such an anti-snuggler, that I do love having my baby girl curled up against me all day.
Some days, though, it makes life really difficult. On Wednesday nights, Paul sails. Which means he gets home from work, changes, kisses the girls, and is back out the door within 7 minutes. Last night was the first time he was able to go since Emma was born. I thought I'd be fine. I was wrong.
Emma was being Emma, wanting to be held. Lexi was being Lexi, wanting more attention and her usual routine. Unfortunately, the night ended in tears from both girls. Emma because I had to put her down during Lexi's bath. Lexi because her bath was short and efficient, not the usual 30 minute playtime.
Momma was tired. Daddy was out. The girls were cranky. But we survived.
Next week, however, I'm calling in Wednesday night reinforcements!
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