Marie: one month old

Time flies. Or better said, I lost track of time. Day, night, they no longer have any meaning. Now is breast-feeding, sleep, going crazy because Marie cries (colic time) and, when I'm being remembered, I eat. It is like I'm in a giant carousel that never stops.

Marie is growing - she has more energy than we can handle and she uses most of that energy crying. We have bought her a pacifier, hoping - in vane - that she will cry less. It seems the only way she could waste her energy is by crying - not a lot, but enough to drive us crazy and not let us sleep. I'm trying to think about what happened in the last days, but my mind is refusing to bring back any memories. Probably nothing much happened besides what I wrote in the first paragraph.

So from no on we are no longer counting days, but months. One month old, two months old... where are we going to be when she will be two months old?...

Marie's first month on Planet Earth: http://picasaweb.google.com/crista.filip/Marie