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Nine weeks and a 2 month birthday

We officially made it to 9 weeks and celebrated a 2 month birthday.


Most importantly, we are sleeping 7.5/8 hours a night with the occasional 10 sprinkled in.  Mostly I think it's because of cute PJs.


In reality it's probably a lot of learning to self soothe. The Miracle Blanket also helps. A LOT. She is figuring out how to use her limbs, which means she busts out of the swaddle. Quickly. She and Dad do leg "exercises" after bath time, which encourages this. She is also learning to self soothe with her hand. Basically she attempts to put the whole thing in her mouth. So there is a lot of drool and outfit changes. 

She has become super observant of the world around her. She prefers to sit forward and watch, though we are still working on body/ head control. So the boobs make great head rests while sitting in my lap.



There are also "words" for every thing we do. Our conversations aren't great but we're working on it. 

We had a relapse of the cold or caught another one. Either way it was another visit to the pediatrician because I'm paranoid. 

We intentionally did a lot less this week as we continue to work on our daytime sleep. I did get an overdue haircut which was amazing. Got to see my dear friend and had my hair not in a bun for a few hours.  Little things that make you feel like a human. 

I generally wake up around 3:30/4 because I have to pump. HAVE TO PUMP.  This was just one night, its painful every time.  I have porn star boobs that don't move until this happens.

My sleep schedule is fucked but oh well. I've actually been really bad at taking care of me, which will be my focus this next week. Daytime sleep for her, consistent eating and workouts for me.



Cute little birth mark

Its hard not to hold her all the time

 One more outfit for good measure

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