She was having some trouble gaining weight the first week. At her lowest, she was 11% below birth weight, which concerned the doctors. She looked and acted fine, but they wanted to us to feed her more/better. Pip and I theorize that the ridiculous volume of water I drink may have led to both her and I retaining water, so she had an artificially high birth weight. Regardless, she’s up now and officially fat and fussy. She’s getting more assertive about her needs and dissatisfaction with Pip’s and my ability to meet them in a timely manner.
We’ve started tummy time. Last week Moriarty and I laid down on opposite sides of her in the hopes she’d move her head from one to the other. She didn’t, but it was still fun to have family tummy time. There aren’t a lot of activities for her he can participate in, so this was nice. Today during tummy time she rolled over onto her back! I’m sure it was more luck than skill, but exciting none-the-less. Moriarty still adores her and gets a bit too in her face to show it, but he has only good intentions.
She’s been temporarily hit with the ugly stick, but we still love her. She has baby acne. Her face is all red and bumpy. But it should pass soon. Not as scary as Moriarty’s cradle cap when he looked like he sloughed his entire scalp off. She had a low grade fever a couple days ago (topping at 100.1 F). Not high enough to go the hospital but definitely high enough to piss her off and freak us out. But it went back down and things are back to normal.