I can hardly believe baby Grant is one month old already. He's such a sweetheart, he blesses our lives so much and teaches me more about myself and life everyday. He's outgrown all of his newborn clothes, with some of his 0-3 month stuff getting too short quickly. Also I peeked at his socks yesterday, the ones that fit him perfectly and they said "12-18 months" on the bottom. Um what? He's also sittin at a healthy 22 inches and 12 lbs 2 oz. Slow down bud!
Grant is smiling so big lately, and when you put him up by your shoulder to burp he'll hold his head up and stare at you, such a big boy. He farts like a truck driver and can launch his pee so far if you're not careful. We've been having some minor tummy problems lately, thankfully we've been giving him drops that help so much (and preserve our hearing).
I've officially done my hair twice since he was born. I can make a sandwich, do my make up and go to the bathroom one handed (not all at the same time, obviously) in case Grant is nursing, I can still sustain my life/accomplish multiple things. Our nights are getting much better too. He still eats every 3 hours, almost on the dot that prompt little man. I'm so grateful for Tyler, he changes so many diapers, forces me to take life saving naps that keep me from dying of exhaustion, plays with Grant everyday and makes sure we're reading the scriptures as a family daily. He's about to start his new job and Grant and I will miss him so much! If you read this far I'm impressed. Happy one month sweet baby Grant, we love you so much! Also, viva America.