Today I went to El Corte Inglés (<-does that look right to you?), bought a breast pump, and fed Emily for the first time while we watched Total Recall. She likes it when Arnold kills someone and then delivers one of those classic one-liners. “See you at the party, Richter!”

Feeding Emily was pretty cool. I think I might have built it up to be some sort of earth-shattering bonding moment that would make me break down in tears of joy, but it kinda just went smoothly in that she drank the whole bottle and didn’t complain while I watched her gulp for 10 minutes without opening her eyes. Like her mommy, she takes her meal times very seriously.

Emily’s arms and face are getting pretty chubby. Baby fat, I guess. She’s now well over 4kg and just about ready to start with the next size diapers. Her eyes are focusing a bit better now but we’re pretty sure that her right eye is bigger than her left. Is that why you’re not supposed to eat shellfish when you’re pregnant?