one month old

Quinny, you are officially one month old today. Like I have said a million times before this, I can’t believe how fast the time is flying.

You’re changing so much everyday, little girl. One moment I look at you and you are still a squirming little newborn who looks like some sort of strange, tiny alien. Then I look at you five minutes later and it looks like you have aged two years. I can see the toddler in you. The little lady in you.

You are beginning to look more and more like your daddy - it’s the chubby cheeks and furrowed brow when you get mad. Sometimes I don’t see either one of us in you and wonder who you look like. Other times you give me a glance and I can’t believe how much you look like him. I see it more and more everyday.

You have just begun to make the cutest little noises. I guess it’s a “coo”, whatever that is. It’s more like a “aaaaahhhgggggg…” like you are trying to tell us something really important. You do it mostly when I am talking to you or kissing your belly. Everytime I hear it, my heart explodes a little.

You’ve gotten a little bit crankier in the past two weeks, but I think it was just because you were finally waking up out of your newborn fog and trying to get a grip on this big, new world around you. I also think that mama was being bad and not laying you down for naps enough, and that made you grumpy. I have gotten better about that.

Your little hands and feet are still so tiny but growing so much everyday. Sometimes I see pictures of other newborns and they look so tiny compared to what you look like now. You were like that only 5 minutes ago, weren’t you?

You’re changing so fast. Some days I can’t wait util you are a little older so I can see you smile or laugh or talk to me. Then other days I want to hold on to you so tight so that time will stand still and you can stay my little baby, my little Bubsy, forever.

Happy birthday Bean. I can’t wait to see what the next month has in store for us.