Smiles

I called Jennifer, the mother I've been donating breast milk to, to let her know I can only help her for another couple weeks. She's been so appreciative, and her son is doing much better when he doesn't have to drink formula. There are a few times that Amanda has decided she wanted to nurse right after I finished pumping, so I had barely anything to give her. I got her a bottle for newborns, and tried feeding her pumped milk with it a couple times. She doesn't like drinking from it, but she'll take it if she's really hungry. That's good to know, because with the move, there might be a couple times where it comes in handy. Eva always tries to grab the bottle because she wants to feed sister, but she tends to push it into her mouth and gag her. She also has a new habit of constantly playing with her dirty bare feet, which makes me hesitant to have her touch the baby. I'm constantly washing her hands with baby wipes. Amanda doesn’t seem to mind, and is pretty much used to toddler attention now. Her smiles are few and far between, but they light up the room when we spot them. They're adorable but fleeting, and it’s been next to impossible to catch one on camera. Eva used to smile at the drop of a hat, and I had a picture of it by the time she was 5 days old. Amanda is more serious and contemplative, often studying the world with knit brows as if she was trying to figure it all out.