Gorda

You dad has started calling you Gorda. He says you're not gordita, and you're not gordona, but simply gorda; medium-fat as opposed to little-fat or big-fat. You're just right. It's a bit of a joke since a month ago you were just a skinny little thing. But between us and Ana, our nanny, you're now gaining weight steadily.

Ana loves to feed you. Every time you cry, squirm, or whimper she thinks it's because you're hungry. "Tiene hambre" she says, "tiene hambre". I don't argue the point with her since you're not overweight. But we like to call you Gorda anyway as a sort of praise-name acknowledging that we've found a good balance with your food intake and that you are responding well to it.

Now that you're gaining consistently we're working on getting you to sleep through the night, which incidentally you were doing at two and a half months but we had to stop and start waking you in the wee hours for the extra calories. More on your love of sleep in another post!