Friday, November 4, 2011
Hunter: One Month
After much debate, I decided to document the monster's monthly photo with his monkey on our rocking chair (which, according to my brother Tim, is not nearly 40-years-old. Denial much?)
Congrats dude, you made it to a month old. We are pretty stoked about that. We may or may not have patted ourselves on the back for keeping you alive this long.
This past month you have probably gotten your picture taken no less then 4,000 times and most of them are living on Mommy and Daddy's cell phones.
We had a little trouble the first week with the breastfeeding, but we hit our stride during week two. Now you attack that ish like a gremlin. We have even established a pretty solid schedule of eating every two hours.
Right out of the gate you were a champion sleeper. If we put you to bed around 10 pm, you wake up between 3 and 4 for a feeding and then snooze on till at least 7:30 am. It is kind of awesome. [Edit: of course the past two nights you have decided that 5:30 is more of an appropriate time to get up. Mommy does not appreciate that at all. Check yourself dude]
You successfully transitioned from the bassinet to the crib. You slept perfectly fine the whole night. Mommy, on the other hand, was a mess. She kept grabbing the monitor and thinking "Why can't I hear him breath? Is he OK? Does he need me? Why isn't he upset that I am not within arms reach????"
You totally smile at us. I know people say it's just gas, or you are peeing yourself, but we know it's cause you like us.
At your one-month check up you clocked in at a whopping 9lbs 5oz and you are still a lanky 22 1/4 inches tall. You have already outgrown all your newborn clothes and are easily fitting into 3 month clothes.
You have somehow acquired the nickname "Bubbers". Ok, I confess, it was me- I started calling you Bubbers. And I am sorry.
You got to meet all your first cousins, and they were very excited to meet you
You have completely charmed us, little man. We love everything about you.
Always & Forever,