12 weeks

I know it sounds horrible to say this, but I love Kaylen so much more now. I loved her from the start, but with sleep deprivation and trying to figure out what on earth she needed as a newborn, it was occasionally hard to really like her as much as I wanted to. But she really does get dearer every day and now when she's fussy and I don't know how to make it better, it's not so stressful.

And honestly, this girl is just a lot of fun. She needs to eat often and she pees constantly (three times in an hour, most recently), but she's not characterized by fussiness anymore. She smiles a lot and talks a lot, but I'd say more than anything this last week she's become more aware. She keeps trying to watch TV and we have to distract her to make her look away (Lonsome Dove was quite fascinating to her) tonight). And she's figured out her hands can do things. She's always grabbing at things now, instead of just flailing her arms. She really likes her blanket. She moves her head a little when we turn on her toy that plays music and bobbles its head. And although she's not quite as amazingly cute as she was when she was a (skinnier) younger baby, I love her fatness. And it's pretty darn cute when she helps me feed her her bottle (even though she pushes down instead of up).