Jane turned one month old on Thursday. Maybe it's the complete lack of sleep, maybe it's the way the weeks fly by - but I can't believe she's already a month old. She's so much different than she was when she was born - she stays awake, she smiles (sort of), she's far more aware of what's going on around her - it's really amazing to see her development. We've been having a rough week because we are adjusting the length of her feedings, and it's kind of taking an emotional toll on me. I hate seeing her upset but I know we have to fix it so she's not feeding for hours at a time. Coupled with the complete exhaustion of not having a full night's sleep in weeks and weeks, it has made me kind of (or maybe a lot) cranky and somewhat delirious. Hence the no-blogging lately - I really don't have a whole lot to say and I don't want to complain, because seriously, she's so damn cute and we feel so blessed. I know that sounds dorky but it's true. I feel so incredibly lucky to have her.