Emma turned one month old on November 4th.
Aria woke that morning and looked at her daughter sleeping in the bassinet. She was so much bigger than she'd been at birth, with her cheeks fuller, her body longer, her presence so much more defined, and she couldn't believe an entire month had passed.
It felt like yesterday that they'd brought her home from the hospital, so terrified and clueless. Infact it felt like a lifetime ago.
"She's one month old today," Aria whispered to Damien, who was just waking up.
He leaned over to look at Emma. "How is she a month old already? Wasn't she just born yesterday?"
"Time is weird with a baby. The days are endless but the weeks fly by."Aria smiled.
They'd settled into something resembling a routine over the past two weeks. Emma nursed every three ho
