Ellie’s already 9 weeks old. Seriously. Where did the time go? I know it’s so cliche to say stuff like that, but it’s true. The time has seriously flown by since she was born. Lots has happened in just the last two weeks. I took her to watch her dad play hockey for the first time and she slept till the very end of the game. She had her first round of shots, too, and did great. She only cried for a few minutes.
She definitely hit a major growth spurt in the last two weeks. She seems so much bigger to me, and she weighed 10 1/2 pounds at her 2 month checkup. And, she’s 60 centimeters long – just about 24 inches. The extra growth has definitely helped her movement skills, too, because she’s holding her head up a lot more and she’s even attempting to roll from her back to her belly, even if it hasn’t been successful quite yet.
My favorite thing that’s happened though has to be that she’s started “talking” to us. I couldn’t possibly imagine a cuter sound than her little ooohs, and she makes the cutest faces when she’s doing it. I even think her grunts are cute.
When she’s playing at her play gym, she’s been starting to grab onto the toys and she gets pretty chatty with the “friends” on her swing.
But maybe I have to say that my other favorite thing is Ellie’s sleeping routine. She naps randomly throughout the day and stays up with us until around midnight, but then she’s out until morning. No more night time feedings are diaper changes. She literally sleeps through Marc’s alarm and has been waking up around 8-8:30. Could we be any luckier?
Tomorrow Ellie and I are going to visit Chateau Chantilly with a friend, and then on Sunday we’re heading to Paris to pick up Marc’s parents and get Ellie’s American passport application started. We even got her picture taken yesterday, and it’s the cutest thing ever.