In case you were wondering, Tatiana is very grown-up now. She can almost find her hand to suck on, can hold her head up to look around (well…for a minute or two, at least), and has a quickly growing “vocabulary” of little noises (though her specialty remains the “short scream,” which she likes to aim directly into my ear). She has already changed so much. It’s amazing. Her face just gets brighter and cuter and smarter every day.

Right now, she’s sitting right here next to me on a blanket, wiggling her little arms and staring at a little stuffed sun while we listen to Stevie Wonder. Good times. She’s very very cute when she’s not screaming.

I know it’s taken me almost a month to post here, but these last few weeks have been exhausting and exciting (um, duh). I’ve been busy recovering from the birth and obsessing over things like schedules and poo and food and baby clothes. Not to mention all the wonderful visits and phone calls we’ve had.

Poop, by the way, is quite a hot topic around here. I know. Cliche. But the first few weeks our little girl was losing weight and, as it turns out, might be allergic to milk and soy protein. We changed my diet and hers though, and at Monday’s pediatrics visit she had gained half a pound (much to our relief). We’re so proud of our little pig-o!

That’s the news for now. Our days much the same: feed, cry, rock, stare at things, sleep, repeat. And nights are great–this little girl actually sleeps when we want to sleep.

I think I love her. Definitely a keeper.