She's already not listening to my instructions

Today was Annabelle's two week check up.

HOW IS SHE TWO WEEKS OLD?!?!?!?!?!

She doesn't seem too affected by her mother's current sorrow.

Christopher had the privilege of holding the baby while I had the privilege of filling out all the paperwork. Annabelle had the privilege of snoozing.

I had never filled out paperwork as someone's mother and it just about did me in. I kept answering the questions as if I was the patient. It would ask a question about parents and I would answer as if I was talking about my parents. I JUST realized I said some of her grandparents had cancer when in fact they have not. Mine have. She's destined for a life of confusion with me as her mother.

After I finished the seven double-sided pages of paperwork I read Fit Pregnancy magazine. I didn't read Fit Pregnancy when I was pregnant so it's only logical I would begin now. At least I was learning things for next time. 

Don't be fooled by the serenity in these photos. The screaming rivaled her screaming at bath time which is saying something. I'd be screaming too if I had to lay naked on a table while a stranger took my temperature in the most awkward place possible.

Tragic news update: she's growing VERY RAPIDLY and it make me so sad I could cry. She was 5lbs. 14oz when she came home from the hospital twelve days ago and now she's 6lbs. 11oz. She's 1 1/4'' taller. I TOLD HER NOT TO GROW UP. 

If you need me I'll be in the corner with a pile of tissues and four boxes of chocolate.