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Isabel - 1 month

A few days ago, my Mom and I were sitting in Starbucks when a very pregnant girl walked up to admire Isabel.  She asked me, "So how were the first few weeks?" I thought about it for a minute and then realized that I didn't really remember the first few weeks. It's probably not the answer she was looking for but I answered, "It's a blur."

It's true.  Looking back at those first few days when Isabel cam home, all I remember is being so sleep-deprived that I was literally afraid to use our stairs for fear I'd break my neck.

Then I woke up one morning and she was a month old. (What happened to those 30 days?!) That's not to say that we're suddenly well-rested. Far from it. We've both learned to function on 4-5 hours of sleep. But our system seems to be working okay and the little one is (FINALLY!!) starting to get the concept of night and day - sleeping for longer periods while we do.

Now, if we could just find a cure for baby gas......

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