1 month old.
Her birthmoon has waned.
If each day was a year, I'd still never get enough of her in this sweet newborn stage.
And I look forward to seeing her grow & develop in the next stages, too.
To document the fuzzy head:
I've taken a few breastfeeding "selfies," which I love for multiple reasons (one being the color of this baby's eyes), but am too modest to post.
But this one I want to share.
I am so thankful I have been able to breastfeed my girls. It is such a special way to connect, and nourishes us both.
And it is a gift that has taken work to establish, and one I do not take lightly.