Baby G turned one month old earlier this week. Oh love. It’s so amazing how much I love her and Gary, and a little scary too. When you love someone more than yourself, or at least that’s how it feels, you want to protect them from everything bad. Knowing that you can’t is scary. I remember the first night after she was born. As I was laying down late at night to go back to sleep after feeding her, it hit me how much I loved her and how many bad things she may face in this world and that I couldn’t control that. I started to feel panicked, so I began to pray. I was reminded that as much as I love her, God loves her even more. And unlike me, He is in control. It doesn’t mean nothing bad will ever happen, but it does mean that she, and Gary and I, won’t be alone if and when bad things come.
Baby G has grown so much in her first month! She began holding her head up to look around when she was only ten days old:
She began rolling over from her back to her side when she was just 2 1/2 weeks old:
Two days later she repeatedly rolled onto her back from her stomach during tummy time.
She loves looking at me and especially at Gary, and she’s started tracking movement with her eyes and by turning her head.
And this week she’s started to smile more. Now the smiles seem to be more reaction than reflex.
And yesterday we heard her chuckle for the first time. It was in her sleep, but it was so adorable to hear. While I’m in no hurry for her to grow up any faster than she already is, I can’t wait to hear her laugh more often.