Today, Kulia is two weeks old. We celebrated by taking her to the doctor where they gave her a shot and drained blood from her heel. Needless to say, she was not very pleased with this celebration.

Her latest stats are: 8lb 8oz and 21 inches long. She is in the 75th percentile for both weight and length but her head is in the measily 25th percentile. Yup, she has her dad’s little noggin.

Kulia is beginning to turn the corner out of newborn land and into infant. Already we are noticing the start of the 5pm fussies. Ick. But this house is much larger and better sound proof so you can escape the screaming for a while. Hopefully, she’ll pass quickly our of this phase and onto cute chubby baby-dom.

Leina still loves Kulia. When I have to change Kulia, Leina will fetch her a diaper and then put her hand on Kulia’s chest and say “it’s ok Kulia, Leina’s gotcha…Leina’s gotcha.” Of course, Kulia still cries like mad but Leina doesn’t seem to mind and will sit by her until she calms down. Do I have a sweet girl or what?

Even though it’s only been two weeks, it feels like Kulia’s been home for months. Then I look at her and she seems so little, I can’t believe she’s already two weeks old. I guess it’s just my sleepy mind playing tricks on me but I can’t decided if time if flying by or barely moving along.