Let’s just blame my lost NaBloPoMo week on Myriam’s 6-week growth spurt, shall we?   I sat down and blinked and blah blah blah BAM.  After nursing away all my spare time and energy–and gaining what must be an additional 10% of her body weight, suddenly my very hungry caterpillar is 7 weeks old.

To say she grew suddenly while I just blinked is a cliche, I know.  I didn’t even manage to leave the apartment building from Monday through Saturday, so you’d think I would have some extra time to use.  It’s just that I don’t know where it went.

I mean, I went from this:

to this:

in a day.  Or was it the other way around? 😉    Note: No, the baby didn’t change that much in a day– I’m with different daughters in each photo.

The upshot is that we made it to 7 weeks.  Yesterday even marked the first time I made it upstairs to the fitness room and also, later, to the salon.  Which, yes, meant I actually even left the building!  Newborn parenting FTW!