You're growing great, and a couple of nights ago you slept for five hours. We're hoping that was the beginning of a beautiful thing. You very well may be my favorite if you sleep five hour stretches this early on, and I tell you this repeatedly.
A day before you turned one month, you weighed 9 lbs. 11 oz. (67th%), were 21 3/4 in. (78th%), and your head circumference measured 14.5 in. (47th%). Your eyes are still kind of a non-color. They seem to be lightening up a little. Your hair is starting to fall out, but you still have plenty, and it's dark brown.
You are strong and are already trying to do "sit ups" like your brother used to do. I can't prop you up on your boppy pillow because you try to sit up and end up falling forward. I've tried all different angles. You don't like being on your back, and you do spit up some; but you don't seem to be in pain, so hopefully it's no big deal. It's a little difficult to get you to fall asleep, but you don't scream for hours on end or anything, so write us down as officially thankful.
You've already been to the pumpkin patch, both grandparents' houses, to church to have our family directory picture taken, out to eat at Big Orange, to Tuck & Cover to meet some of Mommy's friends, to watch brother get his hair cut, to your cousin's farewell party, and you make the trek with me to brother's speech therapy three mornings a week--not to mention all the sweet friends and family who have come to our house to meet you. You've had quite the social calendar.
In the middle of the night, when we're together, and it's quiet, I think a lot of things, but those thoughts almost always end in the same place--I'm so thankful that God has entrusted you to us. You're such a precious blessing, and I still have a hard time believing that you're here and part of our family. I love you, Evie Rose, and I'm looking forward to the next month as your Mommy.