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A Month of Firsts and Lasts...



Irelynn was 1 month old this past week.  She went to the doctor for her 1 month checkup and weighed in at 8 pounds 2 ounces, which put her in the 25th percentile for weight.  Aside from what the stats tell us we see this happy little baby who never cries but loves to be held.  She has no visible eyebrows or eyelashes but was born with the darkest hair when compared her to her siblings.  She's now officially bald on top of her head but I think that just makes her cuter.  She's all of sudden so aware of her surroundings and fascinated by all the hanging lights in our home.  She doesn't go crossed eyed as often but I must admit I love it when she does because she just looks so darn cute.  She loves falling asleep on her big brothers and big sister, and I'm thankful for her ability to fall back asleep on her own (especially in the middle of her night).  She had her first session in the baby carrier yesterday and absolutely loved it...I can hardly wait to take her for her first run in the running stroller.  

It's been a month of many firsts for our little one...first bath, first trip, first smiles (most likely due to gas -ha!) and it's so exciting to commemorate all those "firsts" and remember them, but sometimes we get so caught up in the excitement that we fail to realize their first, might be our last.  As a parent you don't always stop to think, this is the last time my baby will wear a newborn diaper or this is the last bath you'll have on my kitchen counter because next week you'll be too big to fit in that bowl.  These just aren't the thoughts I typically used to have, I mean I always knew I wanted a big family so I never got emotional when it came to doing something for the last time...but with her it's different.  When it comes to our family my husband and I couldn't be more content at this point in our lives.  That being said I now find myself being very aware of all those "last moments" I'm having as a mom and  sometimes I don't know if I feel like crying or smiling.  I'm sure all the hormones aren't helping -ha!  I see it like this...life is full of wonderful "firsts", yet just as much so it also gives us those memorable "lasts", and then there's everything in between...I think that's what we need to focus on because always waiting for her "firsts" and dwelling on her "lasts" means you're missing the big picture.  It's all about learning to live in the moment.  I know we've all heard it before so this is just my friendly reminder to try being more aware of it.


Irelynn Grace 1 month (2 days old)
Enjoy the rest of this beautiful weekend!










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