1 Month - the days go slow, the month goes fast!

I have learned that time can move at different speeds. Some days it feels like time has taken a good helping of Benedryl and slowed waaaaay down. Those are the days when I have two previously sweet boys crying and pouting and throwing fits. I get less upset with the littlest boy who does this. The bigger one really should know better.

But time can race like a . . . something that goes really fast. Can you believe it has been a month since Noah was born? He already looks like a baby instead of a newborn. I have been noticing a second chin appearing and his thighs will most likely be fairly "meaty" soon. I always worry that he is getting enough to eat, but I suppose with him growing like a . . . something that grows really fast (apparently my writing brain has also taken a healthy dose of Benedryl because I can't seem to come up with really good comparisons), I shouldn't really worry.

And of course, I've got pictures to share:

p.s. I am pretty sure he is smiling at me. And if you don't believe me, don't tell me, because it sure does make my heart swell when his gas, I mean his love for me, makes him smile up at me.