Today marks the one month birthday for Addie.
She is doing really well. I love her and watching her every day.
She has grown quite a bit. She can now officially fit into the NEWBORN sized clothes that we got for her. She is almost at 7 pounds now.
She is such a smiley little girl, except for when she cries. She cries a lot, mostly when she is hungry and she is hungry all the time. I honestly sometimes feel like all I do is nurse her (Mama Moo Cow here...) Feedings seem to take an hour. And then an hour later, she is hungry again.
I love her smiles.
I love her yawns. They are the biggest yawns for a little face.
The girl has no manners ( I know she doesn't know any better, but I am sure that she could when a belching contest at a bar...).
I don't sleep too much. Sometimes I am up every hour. I sleep when she sleeps. (Sometimes I wonder who is really in charge at home)
We hang out in bed until 10 AM. How awesome is that?
I love that I can console her better than anyone else.
I hate it when she cries and she gets tears.
She loves her swing (So does mom!)
We take walks around the Cul-de-sac.
We come to Grandma and Grandpa's almost every other day so I can watch TV and pass her off for a few minutes.
I love her. She is perfect. She is pretty much my best friend right now. I never thought I would be in this much love with a person whose diapers I change, whose poop sometimes ends up on my hands (or clothes once...), and who spits up on me.
She is beautiful. She is perfect.
SHE IS MINE
