We weighed Clare yesterday and found out our girl is a whopping 8 pounds 9 ounces. I said to Jeremy “she’s packing on the poundage!” and he replied “well, at least the ounceage.” She’s still gaining over an ounce a day! I’m not exactly sure what I’m eating to make the kid grow so fast, but apparently it’s working. We haven’t measured her lately, but I suspect she’s added some length as well.
I have mixed feelings about it, because now our Clare has grown out of her newborn clothes. Grandma T mentioned that the blue watermelon onesie a few posts back looked a little snug. I’ve also noticed some of her clothes are getting a little short. So I went through the drawer today and pulled out all of her teensiest clothes and, with a little sigh, moved up her 3 month clothes. Don’t get me wrong, she has some cute stuff in there but it’s a little reminder the my tiny doll baby is no longer doll sized. Her 3 month stuff fits OK in length, but is a little wide. Oh well, I suspect she’ll fill those out soon enough.
Clare has marked the occasion by being especially fussy today. I think we’re fast approaching the 6-week fussiness peak. So most of our day has consisted of a lot of rocking and feeding. Oh well, I can think of worse things than cuddling with my sweet girl if that’s the only thing that makes her happy. Folding laundry and running errands can wait for another day.