one month

My baby is one month old today.

One month of the sweetest snorts and sniffles.

One month of stealing our hearts with spontaneous smiles. 

One month of eating, sleeping, and pooping his way through the days. 

And I’m one month a mother. 

One month of midnight feedings. 

One month of diaper after diaper. 

One month of recovering, healing, processing. 

One month of waking up the sweetest face from nap time.

One month of feeling so in love.