So, a whole month! Can you believe it? I can't. But then there are times where I feel like I've known him forever and it feels so much longer...such a weird thing this new life and adjusting to a newborn. They really are something else, aren't they?
A few quick notes about Tobin at one month:
- Ummm, he's nearly 14 pounds. Fatty-boom-blatty.
- He hates (and I mean really hates) burping. And anything associated with the burping process. This includes spitting up. Ty and I discovered that he was actually holding spit-up in his cheeks only to choke on it when we laid him down - stinker!
- He loves to be talked to, and is already doing his very best to try and coo/grunt back in response...he's such an attentive listener.
- He's still a master of facial expressions, Zoolander ain't got nuthin' on Tobin's rendition of blue steel:)