One Month!

One month.  How?!  He's actually older than that now (sob!) but in my Oh-My-Gosh-I-Have-Three-Kids-Someone-Help-Me Madness, I'm just now getting around to posting this.

Baby boy:

At one month, you are 11 pounds, 7 ounces.  Wow!

You love your car seat.  You super duper love to eat.

You smile now!  Not a lot, but enough to make my heart so happy.

You sleep alright.  You still want me up several times a night to feed you, but you're a newborn.  Mama expects that.  :)

You're busting out of your newborn clothes and pretty solidly in your 0-3 months.

You rolled over two or three times from your tummy to your back.

You love to kick your feet.  You make little cooing noises here and there and they totally surprise you.  Like, "Did that noise just come out of me?!"

Your brother & sissy adore you, but sometimes sissy doesn't realize she needs to be gentle and you get smacked square in the face.  Sorry 'bout that.

You sometimes like to be swaddled.  Sometimes not.  We go with the flow.

You're a happy baby unless you're gassy, which, unfortunately, you are a lot.  You also hate having a dirty diaper and you totally let it be known when we need to change you.  You will not tolerate lazy parents!

You've really completed our family, baby boy.  We love you!