What a day...

On the eve of Carly turning one month old she participated in MANY new things. Our morning started with her sleeping from 10:30 until 5:30, and me waking up in a panic that she was dead. She then ate and went right back to sleep as I took Jake to a much needed grooming appointment. Upon my return home we had a relaxed morning with Dave making a fantastic breakfast and Carly spitting up as soon as we finished eating. This spit up was large enough to require a bath, so Dave and I decided it was time for her to use her big girl tub. We put her in the big whale tub (that fits over the kitchen sink) that her Aunt Sharon and Uncle Jamie purchased, and she had a blast!

The sponge/washcloth baths just didn't compare - her new bath event was screaming and crying free!! We then dressed her in a cute little outfit and decided to take her on her FIRST outing.

Even wore some of mom's old booties.

It wasn't anything super exciting, but Jake needed to be picked up from the groomers and was also in need of a new bag of food. So off we went to PetsMart... She seemed very undisturbed by the outing and Jake actually was on his best behavior ever walking through the store to the checkout lane, maybe he was showing off his new hair cut or maybe he was showing off Carly.
Dave and I have spent a lot of time today saying how quickly this month has flown by and how it still amazes us that we now have a daughter. But with these statements we also discuss how her routines (as random as they are) have become second nature. We don't think twice when she gets fussy about changing her diaper and then feeding her. Or how there is no hope of putting her in her crib before a 10pm feeding. Hopefully now that we are slightly more adjusted to life with a daughter and aren't running around quite as crazy as we were one month ago today preparing for our trip to the hospital, life will slow down a little bit so we can savor each moment with Carly.