You’re kidding me. We’ve gone from this:
To a full-featured baby that giggles and rolls over onto her belly and grabs at the cats and eats porridge and looks sad when it’s raining:
She’s doing fabulous. She is 16 lbs 8 oz, more than double her birthweight, and as we slide into week 23 Trev and I have trouble imagining when she wasn’t with us.