8 The number of days left in the school year.
5,000 (give or take) The number of kisses I gave Natalie upon reunification. Poor kid.
1 The number of times she rolled over (!) while I was gone. Yep. Jen put her down on her stomach and she immediately flipped over to her back. We're sure she has no clue what she did or how, and aren't anticipating a repeat anytime soon, but yikes.
2 The number of times I've hopefully put her on her tummy this evening.
0 The number of times she's actually done the trick since.
3 The number of ounces Jen thought Natalie had gained in the last week.
9 The number of ounces she actually DID gain.
45 The number of minutes of spitting up that followed Jen's panicked encouragement to eat more.
1 Number of massive poopsplosions. (she saved THAT for after I got home)
2 Number of moms required to deal with said poopsplosion.
5 Number of large cloth wipes used in process.
2 Number of baths the kid has had today.
1 Number of birth certificates (with correct name) picked up today!
At least 3 Number of hours Jen expects to spend at SSA tomorrow trying to get her a Social Security card. Wish her luck!