A Million Little Updates

It has finally happened: Sophie let me put her down for more than two seconds (it's actually been over an hour now that she has been sleeping in her crib) (and I probably will hear from her in two seconds now that I've typed that), and I remembered about this blog thing I have and how I desperately want to update more for me, so that I can remember things, than for anyone else.

Since I have a ton of little things I want to put up here, it's bullet time!

• Gabbie is adorable with Sophie. She wants to help me with everything, including and especially diaper changes, giving Sophie her binky, and is constantly on the quest to get Sophie to hold her finger. She calls her Little One, Lil' Peanut, and Sophs (as do we all). She has just a little bit of jealousy happening, but it's really not too bad; just an occasional "I want you, Mom" when I have been holding onto Sophie for a while.
• Aaron is also pretty adorable with Sophie. You can tell that each of his girls hold a special place in his heart. The cutest thing is that there are things that are Gabbie's or were Gabbie's that he's insisting are just hers - her special nickname, the dress she wore for her first portraits, etc. And then he insists on bonding time with Sophie (She has a strong Mommy preference and we're working to break her of it just a little). There's nothing I love more than watching him with his daughters.
• Speaking of the strong Mommy preference, it's mostly because Mommy has "the Goods." If she could, Sophie would be attached 22-7. She needs a little time to look around, otherwise it would be 24-7. Also, "the Goods" are doing their job well. At her one month appointment yesterday (at six weeks, due to being previously cancelled for snow) she measured 9 lbs. 15 oz. (up exactly 2 pounds from birth), and 23 3/4 inches (up 2 3/4 inches from birth), landing her in the 50th percentile for weight and 98th percentile for height. Gabbie has always been about 5th to 10th percentile for weight and about 95th percentile for height, so this slightly chubbier baby thing is new to me (and I love it). And I apparently grow them tall. 
• Due to Gabbie's history of hip dysplasia, we had to take Sophie in to Gabbie's orthopedist for an ultrasound, because the condition can be genetic. The doctor doing the ultrasound said something about being able to move her right hip out of socket, and a harness, and my heart sunk. I so didn't want to deal with hip issues again! However, when we saw our actual doctor, she said everything looks fine, she's way above the threshold for acceptable, and we'll do an x-ray at 6 months just to make sure everything is still developing correctly. I think people two rooms over could hear our sighs of relief. 
• Sophie is smiling, and it melts my heart every time she does it. She's also much more alert these days and is trying to grab for things (her aim is still horrible, though). We're getting to see much more of her personality everyday, and I have to say: I'm so in love with this girl.
• It's a good thing she's mastered the smiling thing, because the six week growth spurt has hit us. Hard. She doesn't like to sleep or really do anything but be held and to nurse at least every hour for most of the day. It's rough. Even though we hadn't been swaddling her, it looks like we're going to have to start that up again, because we tried it overnight and it has allowed her to sleep on her own for much longer stretches than we had been getting out of her. Which is excellent, because we're all in desperate need of some sleep.
• We decided to do cloth diapers with Sophie, and I have to say I really like them. We've made a couple of tweaks to make the system work for us, but even Aaron is finally on board (he liked the idea if not the reality at first). The only thing we're bad at is letting her stay in one for two long from time to time, meaning that whoever is holding her gets wet. Hey, it could be worse. 

And now, for some pictures of my adorable girls:

Chilling out in her bouncy chair, which she fortunately loves.

Those cheeks! They slay me!

I think 2 1/2 is the age when they officially start goofing off for every picture ever taken of them.

I just love this picture.

Does she look like trouble, or what?

Sisters!

And finally, because it's very fun, Gabbie Dances: