I'm posting this from my phone, so that's why the picture is not the greatest and the formatting is probably all funky.
Today Miss Elsie is a month old! I seriously can't believe it's been that long. I mean, where the heck have I been? Sheesh. So here's the mandatory "one month" photo:
Weight: not positive on this one since its been almost a week since we weighed her, but I'm pretty positive that she's right at 8 lbs.
Length: 23 inches
Cuteness factor: 15 on a scale of 1 to 10. I'm not biased at all.
Awesome skills and stuff: This is the part where I tell you how advanced my baby is, because everyone thinks their baby is the most advanced human being in the world. But I guess I'll tell you the cool things my kid does. She's accidentally rolled from her back to her tummy twice now (each time there was a tiny bit of an incline). She smiles so much, especially when Mike or I wakes her up from her nap - she'll look up into our faces and give us a huge smile. Unfortunately, every time I whip out the camera, she stops. Ha!
Other stuff: we have a very happy baby who also happens to be a fabulous sleeper. Unless she's growing, she gives us about 6 hours of uninterrupted sleep per night. Most nights I will wake up to pump, but if I'm super tired, I just pass out.
This girl is a poop machine. In the first month of her life, we have changed 272 diapers (actually a few more than that, but we aren't through the next 42 pack, so I'm not counting any of those till the pack is gone). We're keeping track so that we can tell her high school boyfriends.
We are still having some minor issues with breastfeeding, but that's a story for another post entirely (because I know you all wanna read a post about my boobs and their ability to feed this kid).
Moral of the story: my baby is friggin awesome. Try not to be too jealous. FIST PUMP!!!