one month

one month.

and he is still alive. can you believe it?

(i still check that he is breathing... maybe only once a day or so now. you know... the old finger under the nose or hand on the back!)

and he has gained weight. multiple chins are appearing. and he goes to the bathroom. (this is exciting to me. since we are breastfeeding i obsessively count diapers and weigh him on our crappy scale which i am sure is not accurate at all... but it does put him a little above 9 lbs now...)

on that note, breastfeeding is getting much better. we are both starting to get better at it. it's still challenging (last night sucked.). i think i am starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. all you girls who said if you can make it through the first 6 weeks you are golden, i believe you now. i am ridiculously proud of myself b/c he hasn't had any formula. and that was one of my baby goals. (well, my goal is to make it to one year.)

my darling sister has been here since tuesday. she has been fabulous. especially since we aren't out and about all that much. (we watch the first season of 'weeds' while naterade naps. or eats. this week she has seen me topless. a lot.)

nate is still holding on to some color (skin) but his eye lashes and brows are PRETTY blonde so i think he is going to be a fair little one here in a week or two.

oh and that last picture? yea, that is the blue bathroom. hello kitty toilet seat cover and all. (i took one of me in 'birthing position' but it looks IN-appropriate so this is as close as you are going to get! one hand on the sink, one hand on the window sill.)

1 month.