No one has any idea how much I weigh, so I can't give you any vital statistics.
That's because I'm so happy and content that there's been no need to plop me on a set of scales.
But given how quickly I'm growing out of my clothes, it's safe to assume I'm still at the top of the weight charts!
I continue to sleep well. I go to bed between 7 and 8 and wake up about twelve hours later. I have one night feed - usually sometime between 3 and 5am. It only takes me about 20 minutes to top-up my little tank and then I go straight back to sleep.
I don't like staying up any longer than an hour and a half after I've woken up in the morning. Then I'm back down for another three hours. I'm a bit less predictable in the afternoons, but I've been experimenting with a two hour sleep between about 2 and 6pm.
I'm not a huge fan of being rocked or patted to sleep. I prefer just to be fed and then put to bed, fully awake. I just chatter to myself before nodding off. Dad has complained that I don't often fall asleep on his chest like Noah did. But I've done it the last couple of days, just to make him happy.
I smile a lot. Especially at my big brother. He's pretty funny and he likes to make me smile. My very best smiles come out first thing in the morning. I don't even cry when I wake up. I just lie there and chatter and wait for someone to come and get me.
When I'm not asleep, I like to sit in my little chair and watch the world go by. Or I like to snuggle up to Mum in my sling.
I have beautiful blue eyes and I look good in pink.
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