Rory Update #6
Are we getting enough sleep?
On Monday, while I was boiling water for coffee, I put the coffee grounds in the french press. I took the milk out of the fridge. Grabbed a mug to pour the milk into, and then proceeded to pour the milk directly onto the coffee grounds instead.
Rory was being a frantic demon, so I took her out for a soothing walk up busy Commercial Drive. Only when I approached home did I realize that my pant leg was tucked into my sock.
This is me...and I get way more sleep than Colleen. I think I will have to hide the car keys from her. And make sure she only uses plastic utensils.
Rory-noticings.
She is now a portly 8 lbs. Actually she wieghed in 7 lbs, 15 ozs and the doctor said she'll be 8 lbs after dinner. Looks like most of the weight has gone straight to her face. Double-chin-arama!
We also learned that Rory sucks. Alot. For hours and hours. Some of the moms and nurses at the weekly drop-in have come up with some tips -- and now she will chow down on dad's finger. We have tried a pacifier, but she spits it out, and we are glad for that (in an asthetics way).
Oh, and people are impressed that she is so alert, and can hold her head up so well. An over-achiever. Maybe she will be ready for the 2010 Olympics. We have to start narrowing down which sporting event though. Her legs are too unstable to try ice-skating. Maybe the luge. She can lie down flat quite well.
