Cyprus was one month old on July 30th, and I can hardly believe it.  I just happened to have a midwife appointment for the day, so we went off to do that.

I stare at him all day every day, so I don’t see many of the subtle changes in him.  I was sure that he looks exactly the same as when he was born, and was prediciting that he hadn’t even cleared 9 pounds yet.  Boy was I wrong.  The second I walked in to the office Jennifer exclaimed about how much weight he had gained and how much chub he had put on.  It turns out that he was 10 pounds 1 ounce.  Truthfully, he doesn’t nurse a lot, and he is still pretty sleepy.  I appreciate that about him, but I was wondering if it was making him not gain as fast, I guess I was totally wrong.

We get smiles out of him almost everyday now.  He spends time awake, and when you direct communication directly to him he really gets excited and smiles.

He likes to be upright so that he can be at your level when you talk to him.  To allow this, he has been practicing using his legs to stand on, so if you hold him upright, he pushes down on you to “stand.”  He does a really good job actually,  I am very impressed at how strong his legs are.  Daphne liked to do this too, but she walked at 8 months, and I’m just not sure I want to repeat that.

Cyprus also is now starting to make some baby coos, bubbles and squeaks.  It thrills him to no end when he manages to get something out of his mouth, and I must admit that it thrills me as well.

The time is flying, but I can definitely say that I am really enjoying the time we have had together so far.