Blargh

We're dealing with Gwen's first "real" illness; she had a cold a few weeks ago but it really didn't seem to faze her one bit.  This time she seems to have picked up my cold and she's quite unhappy about it; lots of not-quite-cries while being carried around, low-grade fever, nasty congestion, wakes up from sleep panicking because her nose clogged up and she couldn't breathe, etc.  The whimpers are the worst though.  From what I can tell, normal baby cold stuff.  Now we just have to hope Jenni doesn't get it or we'll be in real trouble.

On other news, we just started putting away the newborn clothing and puling out the 0 to 3 month outfits.  Practically 4 months old and just now getting into them.  We think she's a bit over 10 pounds, but the official weight will come on Wednesday's 4-month visit.  To us she seems HUGE.  Yet other people tell us, "oh, mine was that size just after he/she was born!".  Well, let's just say that I'm not counting on her getting a basketball scholarship to go to college on, that's for sure.

She's also just graduated to the 8 ounce bottles; she's been finishing 4 ounces pretty regularly, so we bumped it up to about 5 ounces per feeding now.  As a comparison, she's gone through these bottle sizes so far:

The 2 ounce bottle took us from birth to about 1 month old, but since we only had one the washing became quite tedious.  For the last 3 months she's been eating from the 4 ounce bottles and we've watched her incrementally eat more and more at each feeding.  Quite nice in hindsight since the biggest reason we were stuck in the NICU for so long was because she wouldn't eat.

And now, for the random picture time!

Gwen doesn't fill out half her pink bear coat yet.

My hand for size comparison.

Aunt Sarah and Gwen.  This one was supposed to
go with the last post but I missed it somehow.

Aunts Susi and Sarah with a happy Gwen.

Aunt Susi with unhappy Gwen.

Aunts Emmy and Susi rocking out.  Susi stole my hat. But to be honest,
she looks better in it than I do...

Amy, Grammer Jude's neighbor and lover of all babies.

Pensive baby is pensive.

Starting to get the hang of this sitting thing.

Serious baby is serious.  I actually picked this one because to me it just
doesn't look like Gwen, especially in the full-sized image.  Something
about the angle I think.

Dar?  Or for those of you old enough to remember,
"What you talkin' about, Willis?"

Gwen's current preferred mode of transport.

And now it's time for silly baby sounds and kicks!  Our friend Robert says that Gwen makes duck calls.  You may judge for yourselves.