Happy One month!

Blakely is one month old today, and two days past her due date!  It's crazy to think that she could have still been in my belly.  And boy am I thankful that I got to push out a 4 and a half pound baby instead of an almost 7 pound one! 

I put her in the same outfit as her one week pictures to see how much she has changed.  I think all her weight is going to her cheeks and her double chin.  At her one month check-up yesterday she weighed 6 pounds 15 ounces and was 20 1/2 inches long.  She is in the 4th percentile in her weight, but that's pretty great considering she was below 1 percent when she was born!  I can't believe how much she has changed in the last month!  When people see her they comment on how small she is, which is funny because I feel like she is HUGE!  I am so glad she isn't the puny little thing she was when we brought her home- she seems a little more durable now.  :)  But she is still just now the size of a normal newborn, which is just so crazy to me. 

Look at that girl.  This is a pretty typical Blakely expression.  Probably concerned about her next meal.  My brother pointed out that Blakely looks either like an alien or a dwarf due to her head to body ratio.  Though I didn't appreciate it, I can't disagree. 
Blakely is still sleeping in her bassinet at night, and we are working on getting her to sleep in her crib during the day.  For some reason she hates that thing.  It's baby prison for her.  She never stays asleep for more than 45 minutes in it.  She is eating about every 3 to 4 hours- occasionally sooner.  At night she will go anywhere from 3 to 5 hours.  Twice she has taken a bottle with over 4oz.  Should a one month old be eating that much?!  I don't know, but she is.  I can only assume that is how much she eats when she nurses.  She is a grunter.  And it really doesn't sound like a cute normal baby noise.  I doubt there is a noisier baby out there.  Sometimes she will grunt for an hour and Stephen swears she is sleeping.  It drives me crazy! 

She is more alert than ever, and has also entered into an unusually fussy stage.  It seems like she just can't be satisfied the past few days.  We are really hoping she grows out of this soon.  Stephen thinks it's the cloth diapers.  Some of them are a little big on her (and by big I mean they are so bulky that her clothes don't always fit just cause of the diaper) and Stephen thinks it makes her uncomfortable.  Psh.  She finally fits into her newborn clothes and is too big for preemie clothes.  She is even almost too long for some of the newborn clothes (even without a cloth diaper)!

I think she smiled at me last week.  We can't be for sure, and it hasn't happened since, but I am counting it!  She has also recently learned the art of grabbing.  When she is mad, that girl has a death grip.  She grabbed my hair today- ouch!  I can't believe she is already a month old!