Two months old

Today, Catherine is two months old.

Every day, she gets more cute. Every day, she interacts with us more. Every day, she sleeps a little better, is a little less fussy. Every day is more fun. Every day, she shows us a tiny bit more of her personality.

Every day is better than the previous day.

School's out, first needles

The latest on the sleep situation:

Catherine slept Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday night in her crib. It was awesome. Wednesday and Thursday were days with some fussiness so we didn't push our luck - she came back to bed with us. She slept in the crib last night, though, and has slept all morning, too.

Other news:

On Thursday, she got her 1st set of needles. I wasn't there but Jenny said it was brutally sad. The little bean wailed. Still, she showed no ill effects.

What else? Not too much, but school is out for two weeks. Sweeeet.

Finally, it appears - by looking through these photos - that I wear the same sweater every day. Indeed I do. It's too much effort to look through the closet for something else. The one on top will do, thanks.

-Andrew

First night in the crib

It's 7:15 monday morning, and we have just completed Catherine's first night in the crib in her own room. Jenny will have more detailed information (as she is the one who gets up to feed the bean), but I think it was a major success. She even slept for 4 hours straight - midnight to 4. Both baby and mom are still sleeping right now.

Do you think our dog has an eating problem?

Step into the kitchen, and she's there. Snack on something, and she's at your side, staring into your eyes. If you make the rustling noise of any type of food packaging or container, she bolts in your direction. Leave food unattended for more than 5 minutes and she has found a way to get to it - even if it's on the dining room table.

Ellie loves food.

So today, when I used up the last of the cat food, she looked at the empty bag longingly. I gave it to her:


He doesn't get much mention in these pages, but we also share our home with Rex:

Happy Baby!

Yes, Miss. Catie Clover seems to be a much happier little darling lately. Who knows if it's because of passing the six week mark, or because her medication dosage for her acid reflux was increased or because I decided to give up chocolate? Who knows? And heck, who cares? As long as she is a happy girl that's all that matters. All we know is for the past week she has been content and happy and that makes our hearts burst with joy.


Now, don't get me wrong. We still have tears. For instance, she still hates being in a car seat unless it's moving. But her bursts are shorter now and much more manageable.


In other news, Catie took her first bottle this week. She only gave a few funny looks and then she was off and sucking!


We also brought out the Baby Bjorn this week. She's still a little young to be facing out. But boy oh boy is she going to love it when the time comes. She's such a nosy little girl... she loves checking everything out!


After the success that Andrew had with it (success meaning no tears), I tried it, and within minutes she was sound asleep.


And finally, a picture of one of her favourite things to do: blow bubbles!

Snow day!

It's a snow day here in Halifax! Some of the best parts of being a teacher are the random extra holidays..

-I shoveled

-Jenny made poached eggs on toast

-Ellie cleaned the plates

-and Catherine slept:

At the 6.5 week mark

So here's what we know:

1) Catherine still has acid reflux. It can frequently make her life miserable. Some days are better than others (yesterday and today were/are awesome), but on other days she seems to be in a bunch of pain. No fun.

2) She is still gaining weight on schedule - she's now 10 lbs, 3 oz.

3) That thing where she's supposed to poop only 2-3 times a day? Yeah, that hasn't happened yet.

4) She can smile! She gives us several smiles a day - as much as her developing muscles will allow her to. At first, I was skeptical. But now I'm a believer. When she's in a quiet-alert moment, she clearly and obviously follows our faces around, stares us in the eyes, and smiles when we sing or make silly noises.

Now... the pictures...

In her cutest outfit yet:

With a really cute hat on: it's got cat ears on it. She hates hats, though. Fervently.


This is a mediocre picture of her smiling. She gives us bigger ones than this, but it's all I've managed to capture so far.