Like a Weed

On Tuesday Natalie will be 4 weeks old.  Wow.  This week she has really started to fill out some of her newborn-size clothes.  I did a little experiment, with the help of Aunt Beth, to see how much she weighs.  I got on the scale, then I got on the scale holding Natalie.  Maybe not the most scientific approach, but the scale says Nat weighs somewhere in the neighborhood of 9 pounds (you'll recall she was 7 lbs 13 oz at birth)!

Yesterday I went through her clothes and pulled out several sleepers and a couple of pairs of pants that do not fit her...they have been removed from her drawer and put in a box to be kept as hand-me-downs.  While it is exciting that she is growing, I was sad about her having grown out of the smallest clothes so fast.  I had my first "my baby isn't such a baby anymore" moment.

Also this weekend, she (we) had visitors!  Grandma and Grandpa Kranz made the trip from Wisconsin to visit Natalie (us).  She was not on her best behavior--she was one fussy baby all weekend.  At first I suspected gas (hey, if you were on an all milk diet, you'd have gas too!), but now I'm wondering if the poor lamb wasn't just overstimulated by all the activity and attention.  That happens, right?  She is sacked out now, so I'm hoping tomorrow will be a much more "typical" day for her.

We attempted a family outing this morning in a return to church.  I underestimated the amount of time I needed to get myself and Natalie ready and out the door despite having had to do this several times already for doctors appointments.  We arrived to church 15 minutes late.  Whoops.  The kicker is that Eric and his parents went on ahead so as not to be AS late, while I finished feeding Natalie, and followed in a second car. This is less bizarre if you know that we live less than 5 minutes from church.  In my defense, we would have been less late if I hadn't needed to use 3 diapers and 2 outfits trying to get her ready.  It went something like this:

1. New diaper one: Natalie sneezed as soon as it was on, and had an enormous do-do at the same time.  Crap.  (No pun intended).
2. New diaper two: After I removed new diaper #1 and cleaned her off, she peed.  I caught most of it with new diaper #2.
3. New diaper three.  Whew, we made it out the door in this one.
4. Fresh sleeper one: soaked in the incident between new diapers 1 and 2.
5. Fresh sleeper two: this is what she wore to church.  Yikes....

And, wouldn't you know, the same baby that can put down a 4 oz bottle before you can saw "open up" took a record long time eating this morning.  All my lectures about eating like a lady finally took hold.  Dang.

She was a perfect example in church.  I like to think it had more to do with my explaining behavior in church on the ride there and less to do with the fact that she fell sound asleep in her car seat in the walk from the car to the church---we were 15 minutes late, remember, so it was a long walk.

Next up: updates on cloth diapers!