Poppie is doing great in all respects and hitting all of her milestones ahead of schedule, except for the blasted tummytime which I plan to make the nanny do so I don't have to suffer through her tears of frustration (did I tell you we got a nanny? she started today and is wonderful!). Poppie is a whopping 25+ inches long and finally hit the 12 lb mark, which is huge for her, but not in terms of where she came from (9.5 lbs at birth). Aside from the slow weight gain, you would never know she has galactosemia. And on the galactosemia note, our genetic results came back (a long while back) and we are not genetically capable of producing a classic galactosemic child, which means Poppie's variation is as bad as it will get for Hall babies (which bodes well for the future of more Hall babies in the family, ahem, Mr Hall, you are not done yet).
Back to this baby though. I didn't think that we could have two gregarious children in a row, but it appears that Finn has met his extroverted match in his little sister. She loves people and is happy to go with anyone (just like her brother. And the dog for that matter. Is this trend worrying?). She smiles and coos and only cries when she is ready for sleep, hungry or angry at being left on her back and ignored for too long.
And Finn? He is doing great as an older brother. And great in all other regards too.
Happy three months, baby girl. We are happy you're here!
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