Vivi: Eleven Weeks

I say this again and again, but the way time goes by blows my mind.  Eleven weeks has passed, and at times it feels like it's only been two.  On the other hand, life before Vivienne feels like so long ago that I can't believe it's only been a few months.  

I think we might need to bring Vivi in to see the doctor to get her medication adjusted for her increasing weight.  Yesterday, I had to change twice due to the amount of spit-up she projected on me.  She hasn't been unreasonably fussy, but she has had some tough evenings this week.  Oh the joys of reflux!  

It takes me about two hours to put Vivienne down to bed at night.  We've tried putting her down awake, but it doesn't work.  And unlike Madeline, who usually fell asleep while nursing, Vivi wakes right back up when she's done.  She's also a very light sleeper, which is unfortunate when you have an older sister who has been having nightmares all week, and you live in a nearly 150 year-old house with creaky floors and doors.  

Still, she usually only wakes up for one feeding during the night now before waking up for the day by 6 am.  Not too shabby.

She's been sucking on her hand a lot this week.  She's starting to figure out that those things belong to her.  

We keep trying to give her a pacifier.  It's strange because she seems to enjoy it, but you have to hold it in her mouth for her.  The second we let go, her tongue thrusts it right back out, and then she searches for it.  It's almost like she doesn't know how to use it.  Maybe it's because she's only been fed from a bottle once in her life.  Rubber nipples are not her strong suit.  

I really have to make it a goal to pump and bottle feed her over the next month.  I love nursing her, but I'd like to be able to leave her for more than two hours on occasion.  

Vivi is a total Mumma's girl.  She doesn't find much comfort in anyone else...even Eric.  I suppose this will probably be a bigger issue with Vivi than it was with Madeline because Maddie was in daycare starting at three months, and Vivi will not be.  She is in my arms almost all hours of the day.  

I love that she smiles at me first thing in the morning.  Her eyes sparkle, and her legs flail about.  I'm not sure if it's me or the food she's excited about, but I'll take it.  

Lastly, Vivi is so long and skinny.  Her three months clothes fit in length, but she's swimming in them in terms of girth.  No big, jolly baby belly this time around.  

I can't wait for spring to arrive so I can get this little lady some fresh air!