Sleeping Through the Night

At the risk of sounding cocky--and later having to eat my own words--I am happy to announce that Presley is now consistently sleeping 7-8 hour stretches at night! She has even gone as long as 9 hours without a feeding. At six weeks old, this is quite an accomplishment. The downside, however, is that she tends to start her 7-8 hours at around 9:00 p.m., meaning that she's still ready to eat by around 4:30 a.m., much earlier than I would desire. And it doesn't really seem to matter when I feed her at night--she still thinks 4:30 should be breakfast time.

Regardless, I'm still getting a decent amount of sleep, and for that I am very grateful.

The First Month

I can't believe it! After only three weeks, I am down to my pre-pregnancy weight. Wow, that nursing thing really works. Now all I need to do is lose the baby weight I gained when Reagan was born--ugh!

Speaking of nursing, Presley is doing much better than Reagan did. (By this point with Reagan, I was getting over mastitis, and had given up nursing permanently in favor of pumping.) It still hurts like crazy and is time-consuming and cumbersome. But I fully believe in the health benefits, so I'm willing to take the extra effort.

Presley has been sleeping very well--usually 5-6 hours the first stretch at night. (She has even gone 7 a couple of times!) And when she does wake up she just wants to eat, have her diaper changed, and go back to sleep. Did I mention that she's not even four weeks old? I know, I know. We're very lucky.

The last meal from our church care ministry came this week, which was very sad. There's nothing better than a home-cooked meal that you didn't have to cook! We've been eating very well the last few weeks. Guess it's back to pre-packaged frozen dinners and takeout.

Overall, we're all adjusting much better than I expected. Two is definitely harder than one, but we're figuring it all out and managing pretty well. But I still have no plans to go to the grocery store with Reagan and Presley anytime soon.

Miss Independent

Reagan is becoming more and more independent every day. She is truly embracing the role of Big Sister. Sometimes she gets tired of Mama holding Presley, but mostly she is very pleased to have Baby Sister with us.

Now that Mama often has her hands full, Reagan is doing more things on her own. She has started saying, "I need to use the potty by my lone." (As in, by myself or alone.) She does everything pretty well, but still needs a little help getting her pants/panties back up.

Reagan has also started eating cereal in a bowl with milk, just like Mama. Last week, after breakfast, Reagan stood and upon seeing the mess she had made on her lap said, "I'm all milked up!" Later in the week, she made a similar comment when she spilled blueberries in her lap: "I'm all jellied up!"

Pretty much every day Reagan comes up with some new funny expression or behavior that keeps us cracking up!