Why, hello, Internet. It’s been a mighty long time since we’ve had a few moments together. I think I promised a Juna update a week or two months ago, and OHMYGOD, it’s been 10 weeks already. I can’t believe it. Needless to say, caring for two small children while my husband works long hours and travels for business takes up literally all of my time and energy—which is why you haven’t heard much from me lately.

I like to smile!

Anyway, on to a few words about my little snuggle bear, Juna. This girl is all sunshine and rainbows and happy little ponies. How so? For one thing, she sleeps through the night. We co-sleep—something I was afraid to do with Orion when he was a tiny baby, and greatly regret—snuggling all night long and nursing as needed, which is only once or twice a night at this point. She’s been able to differentiate day from night since birth—all thanks, I believe, to co-sleeping. We’ve been lucky enough to skip right over the sleepless-zombie-parent-of-a-newborn stage (unlike our experience with Orion at this age) and feel so blessed that Kid #2 is an awesome sleeper. Yay Juna!

See, sleep makes me happy!

She’s also turning into one cute little marshmallow. (More to love! I love this stage!) She clocked in at 11 lbs. 4 oz. and 22 inches at her two-month checkup early last week, putting her in the 75th percentile for weight and 50th for height. I’ll take it! It’s a huge relief for me because in the first week of her life, she lost a lot of weight—more than the typical 10 percent drop that’s accepted as normal post-birth weight loss. (She was 7 lbs. 11 oz. at birth.) Then in the next two weeks of life, she gained weight very slowly and was thisclose to be labeled FTT (Failure to Thrive). I think it was because she was a very sleepy newborn and simply had no desire to nurse in those early days, plus what she did eat, she spit up like a geyser. Her pediatrician wanted to start her on formula but I stuck to my guns (or boobs, I should say) and now she’s beefing up quite nicely, thank you very much. YAY JUNA!

I like to make a lot of silly faces.

She’s just an all-around easy baby. She doesn’t protest too much when Orion jumps on her, headbutts her or bites her toes. Personally I think she’s just silently plotting revenge for when she’s mobile… only time will tell. My one complaint is that she HATES riding in the car and lets everyone within earshot know it. (You live in LA, little girl. You best get used to riding in a car!) It’s really the only time she cries. We drove down to San Diego for BlogHer ’11 on Saturday and she shrieked the entire way down… and the entire way back. And there was traffic, so the drive was almost twice as long as it should have been. We’re all a little traumatized from that experience.

But I have a serious side, too. Do not, I repeat, DO NOT put me in the car seat.

(BlogHer, by the way, was an amazing experience and I’m so excited to really “DO” the conference next year in NYC. Like, go for the whole weekend, hit the parties, the whole shebang.)

PS: I'm so strong I can hold my head up during tummy time.

Other than being anti-car (which maybe isn’t such a bad thing, actually—perhaps we have a young environmentalist on our hands), Juna is just the happiest, cutest little thing ever and I just want to gobble her up she’s so adorably delicious. I can’t wait to watch her grow and get to know the unique little soul that she is.

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