Well, you can't be a 6-week-old with a big sister in preschool and avoid getting some illness for long. (6 weeks!? I think about how interminable that period of time seemed when I was pregnant. Now that Tessa's here, it's gone by in a flash. Can she really be 6 weeks old already?) Nothing serious or upsetting or, really, noticeable. Somehow she got pinkeye in her left eye. It hasn't bothered her or crusted over so she can't open her eye or even turned pink. But we noticed her eye was more watery than the other and the tears were a little creamy. So to the doctor we went and, lo and behold, we're putting antibiotic drops in her eyes three times a day. We've almost completed her regimen and her eyes are completely normal; in fact they were within a day of starting drops. First sickness: check.
One of the upshots of going to the doctor is that we got to weigh Tess in between regularly scheduled check-ups. She's at 10 lbs, 4 oz. (By the way, when Maggie was two weeks older than Tess is, she still didn't weigh as much as Tessa did at birth. Monster baby!) Which is a good amount of weight gain. This reassures us that she can indeed go as long between feedings as she has been at night. This kid is an awesome sleeper! We're in bed by 9:30 most nights, eating between 1 and 2, then asleep again (either on me or a combo of in her bassinet and then on me) by 2:30 until the alarm at 6:30. That's almost 8 hours! Did you hear that? 8 hours! During the day she's still eating pretty much every 3 hours, so apparently that's enough to rocket her weight up.
And we think we've gotten our first couple of smiles out of her. They seem real, and come after some sort of parental antic like eskimo kisses or surprise squeezes. They are of course radiant and beautiful and make our hearts light. Especially from this kiddo, who more often than not has that crease going between her brows. I guess she can take a joke after all!
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