I've mentioned that my little girl loves to eat, right? Loves, loves, loves it. Like, if she's awake and she doesn't have a boob in her mouth she gets a really perplexed look on her face, as though her whole understanding of the universe has been shaken. The other day, I was lying on my side and nursing her with my shirt off. She was latched onto the bottom breast when all of a sudden she noticed the top breast. I saw a spark of discovery in her eyes, and, with bottom breast in her mouth, she started craning her neck trying to have a go at the top one. She wants it all. She wants it now.
It was no surprise, then, that at her 2-week appointment today (13 days, actually), we learned she has gained 1 pound and 4 ounces since birth, bringing her up to an even 9 pounds. I'm so proud of my little fatso (and my milk producers, truth be told).