Sorry so little story about Junebug. Here's some catch-up. (Want fries with that?)
She's a different kid from Ellie. She does sleep pretty well, not through the night yet but pretty well and soundly when she does. She's on a sensitive-tummy formula which doesn't seem to stick to her ribs, so she needs fed more often. But we're trying to wean her to a regular formula which should help that.
She loves to stare at Elizabeth and listen to vacuum cleaners. Not that those are entirely related. She was trying to pull Ellie's binky out of Ellie's mouth today. She's batting at toys hanging from her little baby-play-station-sit-in-it-and-bat-at-things thing.
She's starting to smile a little, gooing sometimes. Still colicky, though. Lots of crying in the evenings. We're hoping at some point she can tolerate my presence.
She's 14 pounds and 25 inches. Still a monster. Outgrowing the weight at which Mom can comfortably carry both kid and car-seat, so we'll have to shuffle car-seats around soon.
She's been eating cereal with pears for about a week now. Seems to like it, getting good at mouthing them down. Veggies around the corner? Only if she's a good girl!
She likes whipped cream too. And Tootsie-pops. But who doesn't? She also plays with the kick-toy thing that Elizabeth loved so much.
Ellie likes her, and is happy that AJ is actually, you know, doing things, and is out of Mommy's tummy.
Mom's doing OK too; physical therapy and the lack of any more major organ failures have been good for her.
Definitely a second-kid decline in documentation going on. But man, it's just hard to keep up. And we're not so interested in every little detail because we've done it all before. Except colic, and quite frankly, that's not something I want to write a lot about.
More as we can. God bless y'all.