Two Weeks Old

 Nora is two weeks old today! I wish I could say these last two weeks have flown by, but truthfully it seems pretty long!  I feel like I shouldn't complain because she is so much easier than Henry was at this age, but taking care of a newborn is still hard work regardless of how "easy" they are...plus I am still getting used to taking care of two kids instead of one. We are trying to figure out new routines and make adjustments, but we're learning as we go and the transition isn't always a smooth one.

That being said, Nora is doing great! She had her two week check-up yesterday and weighed 7 pounds, 2 ounces. The doctor had me stay and nurse her and then we weighed her again and she weighed 7 pounds, 3 1/2 ounces. The doctor was pleased with that amount of gain in one feeding and said I can let her sleep for up to 4 hours overnight in between feedings if I want. Of course last night (after getting that clearance to sleep longer) she fussed all night long and didn't sleep for more than an hour or two at a time, but maybe tonight she will! She also measured a full inch longer than she did when she was born, but I

 have to wonder if someone made a mistake somewhere, because an inch seems like an awful lot to grow in two weeks.

She continues to sleep a lot, but is staying awake longer and longer each day. She is holding her head up and looking around which is so amazing to see. Henry is still being very sweet with her and handling the changes fairly well. He is definitely missing the attention of being the only child, but so far it hasn't affected his relationship with Nora.

 We gave her her first real bath the other day since her umbilical cord scab fell off. At first she seemed to like it, but then something changed (maybe she got cold?) and she screamed for the rest of the bath. Just like Henry did! I love the look on Henry's face as he helps bathe her...he looks a bit disgusted, doesn't he?

I floated her in his bath this morning and she seemed to like that a whole lot better than the bath in her little bathtub. Henry was like that too - he didn't like the little bath, but loved being in the big bathtub with one of us.