It’s amazing, how fast these little ones grow. One moment they’re sleeping all day, between fussing for a diaper change and a feed and the next, they’re a month old and outgrowing whatever clothes they’ve been wearing?
Liam turned a month old yesterday and we had a celebration for the little one, well actually more for us (hah!).
Mama here kind of underestimated how long feeding and changing would take and as a result, we ended up arriving at the venue 50 minutes late (yes, I had a earful of nag from the daddy).
Thankfully everyone was understanding & patient with the fashionably-late-due-to-baby situation and welcomed us with so much of warmth & love.
We were also absolutely blessed that Liam slept through 80% of his celebration, so this allowed the Bo & I to catch a bit of a breather with our party guests without having to worry about the young man fussing for a feed, change or cuddle. And needless to say, he was indeed the star of the party as everyone took turns to have a look at him in his pram, stealing photos with him; and admired the amazing photo montage BR (his godmama) helped put up at the venue.
The balloons that filled the venue were beautiful too (thanks again BR!) as with the amazing balloon sculptures my grandaunt (who does this with so much passion and energy) entertained both young & old with.
It was a lovely event and one that definitely left us three knackered by the end of the evening.
Plus later that night, our little champ surprised us even more. He had been suffering from mild constipation for about 2 days and last night after a nice baby massage, managed to release his last 3-4 days worth of pasty poo which got me and the Bo cheering and celebrating as we cleaned up.
Oh, the kind of things newborn makes their parents get all excited about :p
Happy 1 month, my little Liam.