1 Week

Today, Molly is 1 week old. So far she is on a pretty good routine. She eats about every 3 hours during the day and 4 hours at night. Although, last night she went 5 hours and I woke her up. It is crazy to think that I have actually had to wake her up to feed her. I am trying to enjoy this time and the fact that she is so good, but I can't stop thinking about when the other shoe is going to drop and she is going to start being difficult. I know that sounds horrible, but at this point, she is making Brody look difficult, which is pretty hard to do. She is starting to take the pacifier more, which is good, but she is starting to be more awake during the day too. It is crazy to think that technically, she wasn't even supposed to be born until Monday, but I am so glad she is here and healthy!

Yesterday, she went back to the doctor because she was looking a little more jaundice than on Monday. Her billirubin wasn't crazy high, but her doctor said to put her in the sunlight for a little bit and if she looked more yellow to bring her in. Well, yesterday, she looked more yellow to me so I made an appointment for her. Before her appointment, we had to run to the hospital to get her blood drawn so they could check her level again. Everything came back fine....so the doctor isn't too worried. Also, she gained 2 ounces since her appointment on Monday and now weighs a whopping 7lbs. 1 oz. Her doctor is pretty happy about that so we don't have to go back until she is a month old. Here she was, asleep in her car seat after we got home.....


Brody is adjusting to her more and more every day. He will pick up her container of pacifiers and say "Baby's pacis" and point to her. Tonight, she sneezed, and he said "bless you Molly." It is those moments that are the best! For the past couple of days, when he gets home from daycare in the afternoon, he looks for her like he is trying to see if she is still here. He also gave her a kiss the other night. He has regressed a little, atleast with the pacifier. He doesn't get the pacifier all day at school and we would give it to him for maybe a half hour before he went to bed. Now, when he is home, he wants it all the time. I think he is seeing her with it and he wants it too. I am so glad we didn't try and wean him off it before she came.

Ted picked up Ethan tonight so he met his sister for the first time. When he first saw her, he said "she is so little!" We all think that compared to Brody. I asked him if he wanted to hold her and he said "not right now, she is too fragile!" I remember when Brody was first born and he was scared to hold him too, but he ended up holding him after a while. Just a little bit ago, Ted was holding her and he asked Ethan if he wanted to hold her. He said yes and I ran to get the camera. Doesn't he look like a happy big brother?