Today was Madison's first appointment with the doctor, and it went very well. In fact, the doctor's diagnosis was that she's perfect, which I obviously knew, but it's good to have a professional to confirm these things. Everything is going well, and Madison now stands at 8 lbs. 4 oz. Now, keep in mind that she's ten days old. They usually lose weight the first little while, and are expected to be at their birth weight at two weeks. Madison was, if you recall, 7 lbs. 8 oz. at birth. I said she was a little piggy!

So yes. Everything came out fine, and the doctor was amazed with how easygoing, amiable, and alert my little piggy is. It's also kind of funny how a baby can change the whole atmosphere of a place. We took her in there and suddenly everything is all light and happy. The nurse made the comment that we made their whole day by bringing in a baby. The doctor did the same as we were leaving. It's kind of a magical thing, you know what I mean? There's nothing like a baby to make you smile.

The poor thing did have to get her foot poked, though. She had to have her ten day PKU test, which tests for a few things. She wasn't overly impressed with that, though she only cried briefly. Of course, she had a death grip on my finger and then stuck it in her mouth and started sucking on it furiously. Poor thing. And now she's sleeping on me after her ordeal. I think such a thing deserves lots of snuggling, so that's what she'll be getting today. Not that she doesn't get that everyday, of course.

So that's it for now. I need a nap myself, and so will curl up here on my recliner with her and catch some z's. It's very comfortable, after all.