A week

It's been a week and a day since Gideon has been born, but, it only feels like a few days. I can't believe how fast time is flying by. He's such a great nurser, and, is gaining weight. His little face is starting to fill out and he doesn't feel as fragile when we are handling him.
I fully expected for there to be some regression with Abigail, as, it's very common when a new sibling comes into the picture. Instead, around 10 new words have popped out of her mouth (yes, "where'd it go?", cup, Heather, Abby, Ernie, milk, "a,b,c", baby....etc), she is following directions beautifully, demanding to wear Elmo undies over her diaper (she's only gone on the potty twice...we aren't pushing it), and has become a good little helper. She loves to "help" with the laundry, and, every time she she's baby brother, she's trying to shove a pacifier in his mouth (regardless of him nursing at that moment). She loves to hold him and will cry when we have to end her holding sessions :-(. Whenever he is sleeping in our room, she runs back there with her arms in the air shouting "baby." I'm so relieved that Abby is happy about Gideon and that she isn't jealous. She of course wants to cuddle with mommy at times that I'm holding him, and, I try my best to make sure that I'm sitting so that she can. Overall, it's been a happy transition :-). (I'll add some pictures later on today)