Little Sweetie continues to do really well here and is eating up being an only child. And she is growing up far, far too quickly.
She's put on 2 pounds in the 6 weeks she's been here and she just turned 8 months old. For the past two nights she's been sleeping through the night with no bottles and I just moved her into her own room and out of mine. I am glad she's growing, healthy and thriving - but I am also feeling nostalgic already about the fact that she's growing. I know there are many stages and things yet to come (that I am very excited about), but today I am sad that she is starting to transition out of that baby, baby stage and into more of an older infant/toddler stage. It happened far too fast, since I missed the first 6 little months of her life.