She's already a week old. A week. Seven days. 168 hours (actually, 176.25 hours if you want to be precise). I can't believe that it's been a week. I can't believe how fast this is going and how much she seems to be changing. Her cheeks and belly are getting chubby. Then again, I suppose I'd be pudging up if all I did was drink milk and sleep all day. She slept most of the day today, but she's been awake since about 5:30, so I'm hoping she'll be fairly worn out when we're ready for bed. Either way, I love her.
Happy One Week Birthday, Baby Girl.