It's hard to believe it's been a month since Paul entered the world. He looks like a completely different baby than he did when he made his debut, his face changing every day. The clothes that he wore home from the hospital don't fit anymore.
Everyone tells Joe and I that Paul's schedule will become more regular, and our lives will get a little easier in the next month. I'm torn between wanting to sleep more than three hours in a row and wanting to prevent another day from passing, so I can keep Paul a baby forever.
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