4 weeks

Ms. Sloane turned 4 weeks old last Friday, October 18 (official pic to the left) and celebrated her big one month birthday Sunday. All looked good at her one month check up and confirmed that she's perfectly content growing normally instead of packing on the pounds like her big bro. She's 9 pounds 14 ounces, placing her around the 75th percentile (Riley was off the charts). She's only around the 60th percentile for height so she also doesn't appear to be competing with Rilz for height either.

The slower growth trajectory feels like a gift to me. Knowing that this is the last time I'll ever have my very own baby, I am savoring every moment I have of her and I appreciate a little more time to coo over a teeny newborn. And, like Riley, Sloane likes to be held, not put down, so my aching back is grateful she's not a giant.

During her fourth week Sloane got to meet her GiGi. They read books, sang songs and spent lots of time rocking. (And I got to take showers, sleep and spend lots of time with Riley -- thank you, GiGi!).






























Sloane has up days and down. Following several tough days of fussiness and little sleep, I was feeling somewhat depressed when I wrote about her at three weeks. But her fourth week was much better and I really enjoyed spending it with her. I felt like I got my mojo back which allowed me to get out and enjoy the city during perfect weather, take a lot of walks and have sweet conversations with the little one.

When she wasn't troubled by gas, I also got to see more of her funny faces. One day she made me laugh by changing expressions so quickly that it reminded me of the cheesy interviews I used to do for d-list acting gigs. "Show me your coy face. Now act like you just won the lottery! Now go to a funeral."

Here's Sloane, pretending to audition for a commercial.

She nailed it!