Lincoln is 1 month old today.
Where did the time go??
It's been pretty amazing, I can say that. And stressful at times, too. But that's a given.
I've still loved every minute of it.
At 1 month Lincoln:
-Is the noisiest baby! He growls, coughs, squeaks, whistles, grunts, hmm's, and has even started to coo.
-Laughs and smiles as he's falling asleep. Adorable.
-Is so very, very close to smiling!
-Loves floor time so he can kick his legs.
-Loves his swing.
-Weighs 11 pounds 4 ounces--packing on close to 2 ounces a day
-Weighs 11 pounds 4 ounces--packing on close to 2 ounces a day
-Is pretty good about his schedule and improving on putting himself to sleep.
-Gets the hiccups a lot, poor kid. Just like his mom.
-Gets terrible gas at 5:30 every morning that wakes him up.
-Loves bath time. Hates getting dressed afterward though.
-Can hold his neck up for a good while. He's been able to lift it since the first week. Apparently my siblings and I were the same way.
-Loves staring at the kitchen chandelier for some reason.
-Loves looking at any light.
-Has really started to fill out. His thighs are nice and chubby and he's got a little belly.
-Has really started to fill out. His thighs are nice and chubby and he's got a little belly.
-Stretches one arm or both over his head whenever he finishes eating as if to say, "I'm done!"
-Still lives cuddling on my chest. He'd probably be better about putting himself to sleep if it weren't for the fact that I let him take at least one nap a day while holding him. It's so sweet and I know he won't love cuddling like that for much longer.
I know these are all very small things, but I also know in a year and beyond, I'm not going to remember them.



