one month old!

Today, our boy is one month old.

He weighs 7 pounds, 6 ounces.
He's fussy in the evenings.  He's pleasant in the mornings.
He loves his swing, his bouncy seat, and he is starting to love his paci.
He falls asleep in the car, and in the stroller.
He's happy to be outside.
He recognizes our voices and is starting to focus on our faces.
He sleeps right through Daisy barking, but startles when she shakes her ears.
He's outgrown preemie diapers and is too long for newborn footie pajamas.
If he can find his thumb, he will suck on it and this soothes him.
His eyes are still dark blue and his hair is soft and straight.
He sleeps best when he's laying on my chest.

I love the sound of his breathing and when he wrinkles his forehead.
I love nursing, cuddling, and taking walks.  I hate it when he cries.
I love his hands, his belly button, and the little dip between his nose and lip.
I love it when he stretches and makes waking up noises.

In some ways, it feels like the time has flown.  In some ways, it feels like the time stands still.
But it always feels to me like he has been here forever.  He's familiar and comfortable.

I love him so much!