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1 Month


It is hard to believe she is one month old. It seems like only yesterday we were leaving the hospital with our nervous excitement. She has been an absolute joy. Claire eats well and sleeps for 4-5 hours at a time. Her days aren't as sleep filled, typically cat-napping throughout. She has grown and changed so much in such a short time. She is developing cheeks and continues to have her head of hair. Claire still tries to hold her head and has gotten better at doing so. She also wants to hold her bottle. She smiles often, although we are aware these aren't true smiles. Claire loves to look into our eyes as we are feeding her. This truly melts our hearts. We also love the way she manipulates her hands and falls asleep with the bottle in her mouth. When we remove it, her mouth hangs open in the air. We have experienced a few blow-outs now, even one at church. Both Chris and I have had the pleasure of having her urinate while we are in the process of changing her diaper, but only I have had the pleasure of a bowel movement while changing her. Quite a different experience. In the one month time, we have only had to take 2 rides to calm her down. We are finally getting to know our little girl. We love her so much and look forward to each and every day. She truly makes our family a family.

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Anonymous said…
She has gotten sooo big so fast!!! josh and I are looking into our schedule to see when we can stop in for a visit. Do you have any plans in the next few weekends that we should be aware of?

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