Annabelle’s officially a month old.  She’s becoming her own little person.  She’s started to grasp onto our fingers with her hands, she’s smiling, and becoming more alert.  I love when she’s laying on me and napping, she’ll grab onto my finger (or when I put my finger into her hand, she’ll hold onto it).  And this week she’s started to smile, not necessarily because she thinks we’re funny but if I talk to her or kiss her on her nose she’ll give me a big ol’ grin.  She’s also started liking her pacifier just a little bit! For the first three weeks the only way she’d take the pacifier was if you’d hold it in her mouth and then after a minute she’d spit it out.

She still really likes being held or in other words, dislikes being in her swing or laying down or anywhere else (especially in the afternoon before Dusty gets home) and there were a few days this week I walked around the apartment with her in the baby carrier.  She liked being held and I was able to get a few things done.

Annabelle and I are starting to get into a routine.  I’m not sure if routine is the right word but let’s just say that I’m starting to understand her wants and needs, and am able to predict them a little better.  Our nice little routine will change once again when I go back to work though but I’m enjoying it while I can.

Last weekend we took Annabelle to her first wedding, and we stayed in the back of the church for most of the ceremony because she was a bit hungry and didn’t want to sit quietly.  I’m realizing how a child’s eating and napping schedule can really determine what you’re going to be doing or not doing.

Annabelle’s sleeping just like a one month old, sporadically.  One day she slept for four hours in the evening.  And then did it again a few days later but most of her naps last an hour (or less).  And she wakes up every three hours in the middle of the night.  A friend gave me a book while I was pregnant on getting your infant to sleep through the night and I finally read it.  It was a great reference to how things could be if you had the perfect baby or the perfect parents but sadly she is not (although we adore her all the same) and neither are we.  I promptly put the book down, called my girlfriends with children and asked how they did it.  Let’s just say that after talking to them, I feel much better.  As with any piece of advice, I’m taking it with a grain of salt and using what information I can, as the best I can.  It has made me want to read more about raising children, just to see what the professionals are saying.

Venturing out for Annabelle’s first wedding wasn’t the only thing we did outside of the house this week, we also went on a lot of walks over the pedestrian bridge, met up with two other new mommies and their two little guys for a walk and some frozen yogurt, and then Dusty, Annabelle and I went to a vineyard with some friends.

So, it’s been a month and we’re starting to live life as a family of three.  Dusty’s officially back to work in full force, working hard to launch Flywheel and move it out of Beta (which they did today).  This week I started adjusting to being a wife, and now mother, with an entrepreneurial husband, and Dusty’s adjusting to being an entrepreneurial dad.  We’ve been married for six years and I’ll admit that it took us both a while to adjust to him not working you’re typical job, and now we’re adjusting again.