A Month of Frankie

Can you believe it has been a month since our little Frankie arrived?

I can't. It confusingly feels like a month has gone in the blink of an eye yet at the same time it has been one of the longest months of my life.

It's hard to imagine life before Frankie, she has slotted into out little family like she was always here. Piper is an amazing big sister, her patience with Frankie is impressive (except for when Frankie screams in the car - then Piper blocks her ears and lets it be known she is not happy). We are experiencing the usual hurdles of introducing a new sibling, but mostly our little family is happy and rolling with the changes.

Frankie is healthy and growing fast, and although she looks identical to Piper as a baby there is one big difference, Frankie is our chubby bubby. She has fat rolls layering all 4 limbs and so many chins I have stopped counting!
I have had some ups and downs since Frankie's birth, unfortunately there were some complications both during and after that have caused us a bit of stress and worry but we are almost over it all now and moving on.

A round-up of our month:

1. Most number of clothing changes I have needed in one day = 4
2. Number of times Frankie has poohed or peed on her Dad in one day = 4
3. Number of public throw-ups large enough to require an immediate return home = 3
4. Number of new grey hairs Naz has acquired = 4876 (he does the Richard Gere look well)
5. Return visits to American Hospital for Mumma = too bloody many to count
6. Ambulance rides back to hospital = 1 (Mumma not Frankie luckily)
7. 4 year old sister tantrums = 15
8. Maximum hours of uninterrupted sleep Naz and I have had in the past month = 4.5 hours
9. Packets of late night Tim Tams eaten = 22
10. Smiles in this house = 1,000