One Month...

It's been a month...

I have a hard time believing it's been a month since Maggie was born.  Really.  There truly must be some sort of mind-erasing drug they give you immediately after the birth, that causes you to completely forget both the months of discomfort and the hours of labor.  I guess that is Nature's way of making sure people have more than one child.  Smart Mother, that Nature.

We didn't do anything special for Maggie's one-month.  She'd already been out of the house - she's been going out since day one.  She didn't meet anyone new - she's already so popular.  We just had a normal day, then our Dusti and Kate came over with pizzas and salad and wine and love.  Actually, having our Dusti and our Kate over make any day a celebration, so it was a perfect way to rejoice in our little one.

We did have the unrepentant parental urge to dress her up in a really cute outfit and take waaaaayyyy too many pictures of her.  The adorable white lace outfit is thanks to Liz's aunt and uncle in California.  It was hard to decide which adorable outfit to choose, so we went with the one that she is most likely to outgrow the soonest.  Damn practical parents.

 Maggie wanted to make sure that we understood she was doing this under protest...

 This is an appeal to me, just out of the frame, to get her the heck out of this.

 "Mama, if you insist on doing this, I will punch you in the face."

  "You, too, Beb."

 A stare at the light takes all the worries away.

 And a cozy nuzzle is very soothing

 Cute buttpants with ruffles.

Still the prettiest baby on the block.  Even after a month.  Of course, I am biased, but who wouldn't be?














So, that is Maggie after a month. I think we'll keep her.