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she’s 18 lbs, 6 oz. and over 28 inches long — which puts her at 90th percentile for weight and over 97th percentile for height (which is when they stop counting, apparently).
this is great and all — healthy baby, blah, blah, blah — but we are now officially running out of room.
we can’t put her sideways on the couch, she’s outgrowing her chair, it’s getting hard to feed her on our laps, she’s crazy dangerous on her changing table … but worst of all, she’s out grown her car seat.
which means we’ve out grown our car.
our little 2001 jetta coupe just wasn’t designed for today’s mammoth government-mandated baby safety seats. we knew we’d be looking for a car eventually … but really didn’t think it’d be quite this soon.
fortunately, tonight we found *one* model of car seat that fit the jetta — but note the emphasis on the word “one” (it was this car seat, or we put sparklet in the trunk).
granted, there isn’t a heck of a lot of wiggle room with the new safety seat — and getting her into the seat is a bit like getting a rich man into heaven (“it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle…”) but it will have to do for now.
… until tomorrow, when start shopping for something bigger.