Getting Bigger

It's official, I attempted to put a preemie outfit on old "Spit Up Spann" and found that it would not fit her. It's heart breaking really. I told her she was not allowed to grow up [although she IS allowed to outgrow the eating/digestive issues at hand]. I could tell she was getting bigger, she visibly looked bigger to me when Chris held her. Her entire body used to fit in his arm quite well but now her head fits at his elbow and her bottom is at his hand with her little legs and feet dangling.


As mentioned, her growth was confirmed today when I tried to dress her. I might mention that I had to change her because she spit up. Projectile stuff too! Then when I went to pull her diaper off she shot pee again. She has learned [she's an advanced learner no matter what you say] that when I hold her legs in the air just before swooping in a new diaper, she can pee and literally shoot it! I wonder if she and dad have been having more conversations than I am aware of. The only one I really knew of at all was the "you are only allowed to be naked for baths and diaper changes"...hmm...

Last Monday (3 weeks old) we attempted to weigh her using Chris bio-diesel scale. The scale only measures up to 6 lbs., so when it lined out, we knew she must be heavier than that. I stood on the scale and then held her while standing on the scale, we estimate 6.2 lbs. (or 6 lbs 3 oz.).

Also this week Kelly P.-F., Crystal, Mark, Andrea, and my mom came to visit with gifts and food. My sister, Amanda, and Becky made sure to check in on me as well. It's good to have people check in, that's all I know at this point! Also, I should mention that my cousin Nikky is a savior with her advice on babies, feeding, and general mental well-being (so glad to know this stressful 2 hour schedule phase passes and that I will likely forget the trauma of it all).