It has been 30 days since we brought our daughter into our lives. A lot can happen in 30 days.
She has gained at least a pound (likely a lot more; the doctor’s appointment was almost two weeks ago.)
She can pass things from hand to hand.
She is learning to roll over.
She’s growing out of her 0-6 month clothes (well, the smaller ones, anyway).
She had her first cereal.
She can bang two cups together.
She touched her first grass. With fingers and toes.
She had her first vegetables (carrots) yesterday.
She’s trying out her voice.
She won her Granddad over with a flirty smile.
She could cuddle endlessly with her Grammy.
She loves splashing in the bath and getting her Daddy all wet.
She loves Van Morrison (which Mommy sings her to sleep with) and Mommy’s ponytails.
She became our daughter, not just in papers and photographs, but in body, spirit and heart.
If all this can happen in one short month, our life together stretches out before us like an incredible adventure.