I’ve lost 23 lbs. so far and, although my tummy still has that horrible line and zero muscle tone, the tattoos on my lower stomach look really good. There isn’t a stretch mark to be mentioned and I’m not too terrified of the after-baby-bod anymore. I just can’t wait for the go-ahead from the doctor to start doing sit ups to reduce the flab.
Yesterday Riley had her first appointment with the pediatrician. It went perfectly. Thank God, she is the picture of health. She weighs exactly the same as the day she was born. The doctor said that’s great because she lost weight in the hospital but gained it back. She also grew an inch… in a week… she grew an inch! The doctor said she is going to be a long baby.
I’m anxiously awaiting the fall out of the belly button scab. She’s already holding her head up for almost ten seconds straight. She’s a sneaky little bug. Every time I change her diaper, within five minutes, she dirties the next one. It’s like she knows. We slept straight through the night, with the exception of 30 minutes to eat! Not bad!
