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two weeks

Tuesday, June 05, 2007

First things first: there are a few more Maggie photos on flickr.

Maggie's two weeks old today (Rebecca, by this stage, was still inside me with another 3-5 days left to serve). Reports of her settling quickly to sleep after night feeds may have been premature. But then again maybe not: she did, eventually, settle, after her 3 AM feed, it's just that it took two and a half hours' worth of feeding before she was convinced she was full enough to settle down for the hour's remaining interval before Becca landed on our heads demanding stories and breakfast. The two-week growth spurt is to blame, apparently.



Meanwhile, her elder sister has embarked on a dedicated campaign of incontinence and tantrums consistent with child-rearing pundits' recommendations concerning how to mark the introduction of a new sibling into the household: clearly she's read the literature too. A trip with her grandmothers to visit whanau in the Wairarapa for the long weekend gave us a much-needed break and some quiet time with Maggie à trois. Tellingly, Becca, before allowing herself to be driven away, made sure to confirm that her baby sister would be waiting for her when she got back; possibly she thought that in her absence we'd return Maggie to the hospital, rather like we take back library books or DVDs she's grown fond of. Despite the textbook regressive behaviour she hasn't shown the slightest hint of animosity towards Maggie, whose greatest danger from her is being squashed to jelly during her frequent and vigorous displays of affection.

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