Time flies when you're having ... a baby.
Little Molly is a whopping 2.5 weeks old now. Holy cow. She's getting bigger every day - mostly I think she's putting on the weight in her cheeks and belly, but she's also just growing! Which means that it's all that more fun to munch on those chubby little toes.
In this last week we had our 2-week doctors checkup (which determined that she's a healthy little girl!), all 4 grandparents have visited, and I had a wonderful massage (courtesy of my wonderful and very thoughtful husband). Oh, and we had very little sleep. Interestingly, the massage brought about one of the hardest parts of the week for me: leaving Molly. I realized that I hadn't been further than two rooms away from her since she was born (I guess technically I hadn't been away from her since she was conceived, but who's counting, right?). I did tear myself away for the hour and I'm so happy I did. The massage therapist is wonderful and has a special post-natal belly massaging technique.
As for that sleep thing, there's been a few nights were Molly let us sleep over 3 hours (!) but recently she's back on the +/- 2 hour cycle at night. We keep trying to keep her up during the day to see if she'll sleep longer at night, but so far not so much luck. Most days Zach seems to be doing okay with the lack of sleep. He's an amazing trouper (and good at hiding his fatigue from me). I've had a harder time, but that's another story. It's particularly hard when she sleeps for a few hours and then takes over an hour to get back to sleep (that's including the time for feeding & changing & fussing & feeding & changing & feeding & fussing).
But during the day she's usually pretty mellow (maybe she's tired from the night of feeding & fussing). And other than taking everything slow to take into account our general spacey-ness we're all doing well. She's doing fun things like staring at us, turning towards our voices, and generally being incredibly charming. I'll try to keep posting more pictures & thanks again for all the encouraging emails & love being sent our way.
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