My squishy little goosh, Miriam, is getting bigger.
Four weeks tomorrow.
She knows nights from days.
She naps pretty well.
She is loved dearly by her brothers.
Miriam gulps her food like crazy and then cries until you plunk her up on your shoulder like a sack of taters and thump her heartily on the back for several minutes. She belches, she fusses, just keep thumping!
Standing and bouncing is particularly loved by her as well during her air bubble/gas attacks.
It's been absolutely delightful getting to know her. She's sweet, and darling. Her cheeks are satin and her hair is as soft as peach fuzz.
FOUR WEEKS Baby, FOUR WEEKS!