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One month old today.

Yes.
Seriously.
Already.

Seemed like only yesterday mum & dad were hanging around in a big white room waiting for a doctor to hurry things up, reading the newspapers, snacking on jelly snakes and twiddling their thumbs thinking the girl would never arrive, then...
WHAMBAM...
a month old.

Just like that.

It'll be bras, booze and boys (not necessarily in that order/with dads blessing) before we know it.

In the meantime there's a beautiful little girl who can already lift her head up off the floor during tummy time, has grown her first ackers (baby acne is stock standard stuff, with the added bonus of being a window onto her teenage soul), is experiencing the joys of her first sickness (a dreaded cough, brought to you via big brothers childcare; surely the petri dish for all modern man's sicknesses), and felt the warmth of her first global warming enhanced Melbourne temperature record (29.9°C in the first half of September).

Better pace yourself grrrl.
One month down.
At least 1007 to go.


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