Lottie at Four Weeks Old

As per usual, Jim at four weeks. Have you noticed how much more thorough the weekly Jim posts were?


This is one of about two usable pictures from that session, due primarily to Jim's "I'm not touching you!" game.

Note how tight that onesie is getting on her giant belly. At four weeks, she was almost entirely grown out of her newborn stash. She can kind-of-sort-of fit into a few 3-6m things in addition to her 0-3 stuff, too. Only things without legs, though. She's got a huge torso and itty bitty short limbs.

Lottie at Three Weeks Old

Okay, I'm obsessed with comparing pictures, but again for comparison's sake: Jim at three weeks. Note how much happier she is about the proceedings.


Jim was obsessed with this bow and kept insisting that I put it back on her after I took it off.

Speaking of happy babies, Lottie started smiling and cooing a little just before she was three weeks. Told you she was a sociable little thing.

Moving pictures!

Noah very helpfully got Lottie to smile for the camera! Behold:




Not to be outdone, here's Jim reading one of his favorite books. Marvel at his alphabet-reading ability:



Note that in both videos the other kid is clamoring for attention. I feel so neglectful.

Lottie at Two Weeks Old

For comparison's sake: Jim at two weeks.


Already bigger and chunkier than at one week. Note the hand-me-down onesie. We (read: mostly Noah but I go along with it) are of the opinion that blue is good for girls, as are camo, trains, and dinosaurs.


Okay, it's blurry, but this is a very typical Lottie face. She looks like a hilarious little alien.

Also: Jim in .gif form!

I was absolutely shocked that he didn't toss himself in, too.

Lottie at One Week Old

Lottie's quite a bit bigger than Jim, as it turns out. She was 7lb 7oz at birth, compared to his 6lb 14oz, and by one week old was already around 8lb. Her personality is a fair bit different too. She's terribly social and for the first few weeks was only happy if being held so that she could see somebody's face. Jim, on the other hand, was happy to just lounge around on the couch and stare off into space. She nurses a lot less than he did (15 minutes or so every couple hours, as opposed to his 45 minutes every single hour for the first two months), sleeps more (4-hour stretches already! Hallelujah!), and refuses to even make an effort during tummy time. I knew she would be a different baby than he was, of course, but I didn't expect there to be so many apparent differences so early.


About as alert as you can expect a one-week-old baby to be.


Getting bored.


Okay, photo op officially over.

For comparison's sake, Jim at one week.

I've been remiss.

But seriously, turns out having a toddler and a newborn is crazy time-consuming. Plus we had an ice storm which knocked our power out for a few days, and also we all got really sick, including Lottie (and a tiny baby with a cough is the saddest thing, let me tell you), and I had laryngitis, and basically I've just got excuses falling out all over the place. So don't hate me for the lack of pictures!


Lottie at two days old, all scrunched up in the ring sling for the first time.


Jim booping Lottie's nose. He's sort of used to her being here now, but still has the occasional fit of jealousy. Also it's apparently funny to make her cry.


The closest I've gotten so far to a picture of Lottie smiling. She has the most ridiculous open-mouthed wonky-eyed grin. You'll just have to trust me on the full scale of its adorableness.


Jim pulling the rugbear out from under Lottie during her three-weeks-old picture because it's hilarious when babies fall over.


And here's to 18+ more years of "IIIIIIIII'm not toooooouching youuu!"