Adelai Rose |1 Month| : My 10 Favorite Things

Happy 1 month birthday to our sweet Adelai Rose!

I never knew I could get so little sleep and still be so happy. That was an impossibility before she was born, and proof that we are given the strength to do what is needful.

Over the course of these past 31 days, Adelai has grown ever so fast, surpassing the average 6 oz-per-week growth rate that the books report. She regained her birth weight plus some within the first week, and is now over 9 pounds.

I may be just a touch sad to see my teeny baby grow up, but then I look at the comparison between her non-expressive newborn pictures and the emerging smiles just 4 short weeks later. It's a miracle to watch babies grow!

A few of my favorite things about Adelai--Month 1:

1. Snuggling skin-to-skin. These times are so special and often get her to relax and sleep when she is being fussy.

2. Wearing her in my wrap to go grocery shopping and walks. If nothing else gets her to calm down, a walk is sure to do it.

3. Her little squeaks and laughs while she is sleeping

4. Her dark hair...unfortunately it is falling out now and will most likely be replaced by blonde

5. The way she has started to smile at her daddy when he comes home from school/work.

Well, this picture isn't exactly a smile, but it shows what happens when I don't feed her fast enough :)

6. How her big, dark eyes glimmer when she looks at light

7. Her BIG yawns! Seriously the cutest thing ever.

8. Kissing her sweet face! Oh how I love kissing her.

Photo by Genesis Photography by Megan Bell

9. Watching my little baby sushi roll sleep after a particularly tiring day.

10. Dressing my sweet girl in ridiculously cute baby clothes and baby bow and kissing her face while I do so.

What a beautiful month it has been!

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