Bitty

The past two days has seen Aimee feed with the appetite of a Tyranosaur. Every 1.5-2 hours she is demanding her breast milk and she must be fed within two minutes of her getting agitated or she'll wail the house down. Poor Cat's boobs barely have time to recover. Aimee is draining one breast and trying her best to empty the other, before finally succumbing to fatigue and falling asleep. We hope this is a growth spurt, as usually happens with babies, and will settle down to a more boob friendly schedule in a few days. Ironic though, that for three weeks, the boob was rejected, and now, she can't get enough.

We went to the baby weighing clinic yesterday. Aimee is now a whopping 4.33Kg (9lb8oz). In just four weeks she has put on a kilo of solid Aimee mass. This, according to the chart, is slightly above average. Oh no, I fear we are rearing a blimp. But her appetite is insatiable. Maybe we are weak, but we dare not ration her feedings since she is big enough to beat us up now.