Waking up

It’s one month since Ingrid was born. Time flies.

(Actually it was one month yesterday, but yesterday was a day with much fussing, and lots of trouble falling asleep, so I never got around to writing this.)

Ingrid has focused her efforts on growing, i.e. eating and resting. She has gained about 800g, which – given that she started at 3950 – is a pretty good rate. It took me about eight months to gain 25% of my body weight, and she did it in one!

She has also started to develop a personality. No longer a generic newborn bundle, she now has her own voice and face, and her own gestures and facial expressions. She likes turning her head to the left when given a choice (lying on her back, for example) and to arch her back really really far back when waking up.

She likes looking at lamps and windows, but is not particularly interested in faces. She does not react much to sounds – she does not find them interesting, but is also not alarmed by loud or sharp noises.

She doesn’t mind clothes being pulled over her head, but is very annoyed by the process of getting arms into sleeves.

Her hands are learning to grip things: when something grippable happens to touch her palm, she often grabs hold of it. (Remarkably often this happens to be the sleeve that I’m trying to get her arm through, or the front of my t-shirt.) But I don’t think there’s any intention behind it yet.