Today Zachary is one month old. I can't believe how the time has flown. The first few weeks were pretty rough, but we had a lot of help. Todd's mom came up for the birth and helped get the house ready for Zach to come home. My parents came when he was a little over a week old and helped us immensely with the house, the dogs, and learning how to be parents. When they left, Todd was home for a few more days and then he went back to work. Zach and I have gotten into a little bit of a routine. He wakes up twice at night usually, maybe 3 times. He naps in the morning for a few hours and again in the afternoon, with some cat naps throughout the day. He's been pretty fussy this last week but I think he's going through a growth spurt. He's very close to outgrowing his newborn clothes. In fact, I think we have to retire the outfit in today's picture because it is supposed to be pants and looks like shorts on him. He has just started to coo and is very close to smiling. Yesterday he started trying to bat at the animals hanging from his bouncy seat. He can't grab them yet, but he's given them a few good swats. He sees his doctor for his one month appointment on Friday.