I think I'm going to do a small series of blog posts called "So That Happened" to get you guys up to date on our goings on the past month.
So the first one: Bates turned one month old!
I do remember this, though. I was very glad to reach the one-month milestone. In no way did I have a nostalgic, they-grow-up-too-fast feeling about the whole thing. The first month with a baby is hard. It really is. And then miraculously, they get a little bit older and everything sort of clicks into place. Your own body gets used to less sleep. And you and your baby get to know each other a little better, such that you can maybe understand some of the crying and fussing more than in the beginning. For us, around the end of the first month, we finally learned how to put on his diaper correctly! I can't tell you how many diapers I've changed in my life, but for some reason, in Bates' first month of life, we would constantly put them on wrong and tinkle would shoot out of the side almost every time. We've got that worked out now, thankfully.
Anyway - Bates turned one month old! Woo hoo! And mommy and daddy were very glad. And I'm sure he was, too, because he became more accustomed to this crazy outside world vs. my warm, cozy body he lived in for 9 months.
So that happened.