And in this corner, in the feather weight division, weighing in at 12 pounds and 10 ounces, the tiny terror, the Turkey from Albuquerque... Raegan "The Rage" Haaaaaaaaale. (cue "Rocky" music)
Ryan said she's really starting to look like his baby pictures
I see this face a lot when she wakes up from a nap and stretches
She started grabbing her feet this week and is a little obsessed with this new finding. She's been waking up during the night again this week. Most of the times we checked on her she had her feet in her hands, making sure they're still there I guess. Diaper changes have become more challenging now that she doesn't want to let go of her feet. I'm just waiting to get sprayed. She slept through the night Thursday night, so let's hope she's back on track. She's such a good baby and I shouldn't complain at all. We've just gotten spoiled by her sleeping through the night for several weeks. It's a minor setback, that's all. (I needed to hear that). Sometimes I have to say things out loud to other people when it's really for my benefit. When she was a few weeks old and cried during the night to no avail, I'd walk around with her, saying "You're okay, you're okay." I was actually talking to myself, but if it helped her too, that's cool.
Happy weekend!
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