Our little girl was 8 weeks old last week!
She is doing so well – gaining weight like crazy (weighing in at 10 lbs 15.5 oz), still sleeping a pretty good stretch at night (although mommy could stand to stretch this out a little bit more), and is generally a happy baby when she is awake. She complains a bit more about gas than the boys did and she doesn’t always get the nice long naps she needs with the boys running around, but we manage.
She first smiled at 4 weeks (it was NOT gas!) and at about week 6 started smiling consistently in response to mine. Now the boys come running when I start talking to her to see if she will smile or not.
She still isn’t much fun for the boys but they sure do like to hold her. Emery (aka Mr. Sensitive) asks to kiss her at least twenty times a day (it nearly killed him to not kiss her for a few days last week when he was sick). Oliver isn’t quite so touchy-feely but he does like to hold her often and will sometimes announce out-of-the-blue, “I love having a baby!” or “I love her!”.
She is generally very forgiving of the sibling lovin’ (and occasional mauling), which makes me believe she will be the toughest and most laid back little girl around!