For about five minutes, I imagined little premature JoJo would be a petite, underdeveloped baby. Now three months old, Princess Chunk is closing in on 15 pounds and wearing clothes sized for a 12 month-old. No problems catching up to the average here. I am also extremely gratified to report that she has figured out how to deal with a normal breastfeeding routine, and we have been able to put away the pump. Hooray for many fewer bottle washings.
Her current interests include morning stroller walks and lounging on the porch with the dog. She's reached that awkward phase when she's awake more often and completely bored by the activities she's capable of. Hopefully that will spur her on to more manual dexterity and we can break out some of the cool toys.
Most fabulous of all, she's consistently sleeping through the night in her own bed in her own room, generally from 9:30 PM to 6 AM, with no diaper overflow. I feel like we've won the parental lottery.