From all sorts of sources we continuously hear about how we need to cherish this age with our little Marissa and that she grows up so fast and that this is the "BEST" time. Well, look, don't get me wrong. Our little Marissa is awesome and we're very excited about being parents, but I refuse to believe that this is the BEST time. Last night I got 6 straight hours of sleep because LL needed to nurse and I have an amazing amount of energy. Six hours. That would have led me to be sluggish in the past. Normally I've been going on 5-6 total hours, broken up in chunks. It's even worse for LL. She doesn't complain at all, but she's only getting a few hours of sleep at a time, if that, and tries to nap during the day. So yes, we have a cute, healthy, little baby, but I'm looking forward to the time when she can sleep through the night!
Periodically I refer to our little angel as TMI. Not "too much information", but Three Mile Island. She goes from sleeping and completely fine to total meltdown relatively quickly, which reminded me of a nuclear reactor. I guess if I was hungry and couldn't feed myself, I'd meltdown as well. Fortunately that's really the only time she really has been crying. She's also been taking to a pacifier a little bit here and there which seems to sooth her, so that's good.
Finally, just for my memory purposes, I wanted to note that a very bright comet was visible low in the horizon over the week that our little angel was born. Not saying it's a sign or anything, but I'm not, not saying it was! The comet is called Pan-STARRS. More comets are due to be see later this year and some are going to be very bright. Just thought I'd make note of this for future reference!