Five Weeks Later

It's been five weeks since I got another daughter. Like most newborns, it's been pretty uneventful. All Pillow does is eat, sleep, cry, fart, and spit up. I always ask the Wifey, "when does she start getting fun?" She is now finally getting more cognizant of how hilarious I am and beginning to smile.

 

Not to brag but I seem to be better at getting Pillow to sleep. The Wifey blames her boobs. It makes sense, who wants to sleep in their plate of food? Now that I think about it, who wouldn't want to sleep in a plate of food? I have a trick that seems to work to get Pillow to fall asleep. I lie her head down on my chest. That's it. Out like a light. But sometimes that doesn't work and Pillow seems to fall asleep really quickly if I play Sam Smith's album "In the Lonely Hour" on my iPhone and tuck it between our bodies.

Now the big question I get is, "how is the big sister handling it?" Amazingly, really well. We really didn't expect her to be so accommodating. She will make sure she hugs and kisses Pillow multiple times throughout the day. She will throw away diapers without asking, she very loudly alerts us when Pillow spits up by screaming, "EWWWWWWWW, she spit up...AGAIN!" She checks her diaper and will remind us that she's either crying because she's hungry or her diaper is full.

But she's also very sensitive about being corrected when she grabs Pillow's head or hugs her too tight. If you correct her, even very politely, she will run to her room and shut her door. I guess she's being protective and just wants to help.

Either way, we are impressed with the way she's been acting. She even took the initiative to sleep in her own bed. She still has her moments but we've gotten better at ignoring them.