30 days after

it's been a month since amori's birth day. wow. 4 whole weeks.

it seemed like getting from one day to the next was an uphill struggle - what with all the crying, breastfeeding challenges (which is a different story altogether), fatigue, and a healing body. 4 (more like 5) weeks later, we're all better - the 3 of us are sleeping, coping better, and learning each and every day.

amori has started smiling this week - not just as a reflex or because of gas. i have yet to be rewarded with a smile, but her grandpa and papa have already got their (more than) fair share of her smiles.



it's amazing how much progress she makes in a short period of time. now she responds more, is more aware of her surroundings (especially light sources), and is 3lbs. heavier than her birth weight... hahaha, the little achievements we now boast of.

who would have thought my daughter's weight gain would be my best achievement? this time around, i don't need any Araw Award or Cannes Lion to prove my worth. LOL.

i did manage to get her a birthday cupcake last saturday but unfortunately, we didn't have matches at home so her birthday candle is still sitting on our kitchen counter. argh - both aldo and i were never monthsary persons, and from the looks of it, we'll be bad at trying to celebrate her birthday every month. but we did sing Happy Birthday to her - so maybe that counts?!