Frances aced her second doctor's appointment yesterday. It was her one month check up and she is gaining weight like a tiny champion sumo. She was 7 pounds 8 ounces when she was born but dropped to 6.12 before we left the hospital (a seemingly huge drop but we were assured by everyone that is was all very normal). At her two week check-up she was back up to 7.5 and in the last 14 days she has gained a whopping 13 ounces!
She should be gaining between half an ounce and an ounce a day and so is definitely tipping the top of this formula. It's so nice to know that she is officially on the up and up and that its not just us conjecturing on what we think are her increasingly chubby cheeks and fingers.
Also on Friday (well Thursday) ... Grandma went home. After a whole month of wonderful help with laundry and dinners and dishes and baby and so much delicious baking ... now there really are three. We've survived our first few days flying solo and even managed to wash some sheets and blankets (although dinner tonight was undercooked hot dogs since I didn't have time to relight the bbq after it blew out and I'm learning to choose between going pee and brushing my teeth).
This means too that its time to dust off my camera and take over the hefty task of documenting the early days of Miss Moon. Eek. I may need to enlist the fur brothers as assistants (and build them tiny wagons for toting about the lighting equipment and backdrops and teach them about the rule of thirds).
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