Jaundice? What jaundice?

Okay, we're back from the pediatrician's office, and Reagan looks great. Her bilirubin number was down to 11, and she put on another two ounces. The doctor felt good enough with how things are progressing that she told us we don't have to use the light bed at all anymore. We can also stop supplementing her feedings with formula, which is also good news. Reagan is still a little yellow in the face, but everywhere else she's looking much paler (which is good).

Not to jinx us, but overall, Reagan has been extremely good so far. She eats well, sleeps well (including about a 4 1/2 hour stretch last night), and fusses very little. Even when she's awake, she just kind of looks around, probably silently judging everyone.

Amanda still seems excited about having a little sister, but we had our first sign of an inter-sister conflict last night. Amanda was trying to watch TV, and Reagan started crying (which she has done around the same time just about every night). Perturbed that her television enjoyment was being infringed upon, Amanda turned to Susan and me and said, "I can't hear. Can you fix Reagan?" In the coming years and decades, each sister will probably want to "fix" the other too many times to count, but we were hoping to get at least a week of domestic harmony out of the girls. Oh, well. It will definitely get worse, so we continue to count our blessings.