I can't believe Cailin is already a month old. I know all moms say things like that, but seriously--with all of the craziness of normal life, plus the week and a day hospital stay (and February being the shorter month that it is, I guess), this last month has gone by SO quickly. I remember thinking that 6 weeks would never pass with Breanne (she was a fussier and more difficult baby, and recovery was harder, so I was looking forward to it more), but with Cailin, I feel like it is passing all too quickly. She is such a sweet, cuddly baby, which I love (even though she wants to be held all the time, and will only sleep for a few minutes in her bassinet, especially at night). At her make-up 2 week appointment Friday, she was weighing in at 9 lbs 8 oz, and measured about 21 inches--she's getting so big so quickly, and she's already starting to stretch out, which just makes me sad. I feel like so much of her newborn-ness is gone already, and I haven't even had a chance to get her a baby book, let alone fill it out. On the positive side, though, she's getting so close to smiling--I haven't seen it in her mouth yet, but her whole face lights up sometimes, and I can just tell she's smiling and happy. I just love this little girl, and though I'm a little sad at how quickly she's growing up, I can't wait to see the sweet person she becomes.
(I was burping her before I took these pics, I promise I'm not strangling her or anything, just supporting her head):
This is one of my most favorite photos of her (love the peeking out to see what the noise is, and what I'm doing):
I love this sweet baby girl.