At one month old your baby is getting stronger and may be able to lift his head for a short period of time when held upright. Your baby is also becoming more expressive and may start to coo and gurgle when he sees you.
'Morning, how long have you been up for?' Nick asks making his way into the living room where Carla is standing staring out the window, Freddie curled up in her arms.
'An hour, maybe two... I don't know. I've lost track of time.' She mumbles turning to face him.
'It's half nine.' He says and she yawns.
'Maybe make that three hours then.' She replies.
'Babe, go back to bed... I'm not in work until twelve so I'll keep an eye on Freddie.' He says and she shakes her head.
'I'm okay. Could you make some breakfast though?' She asks.
'I could or I could go pick us some up from Roy's.' He replies.
'Sounds good... In fact, why don't we all go?' She suggests.
'I don't think we all need to go pick up a few buttys.' He replies causing her to laugh.
'I meant and eat in, silly... Freddie would love to see grandpa Roy, wouldn't you?' She says smiling down at the infant.
'Okay. Sounds like a good idea to me.' He replies.
'I'll go get bubs ready.' She says making her way to the nursery.
Half an hour later Carla, Nick and Freddie are all dressed, Nick is dressed for work because he's pretty sure they won't come home before he's due to start work. Carla's wearing a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a black vest top with her leather jacket and Freddie has on the most adorable little Tigger dungaree set with a stripy bodysuit underneath.
'I'll take the pram downstairs, babe... Come down when you're ready.' Nick says as Carla places Freddie in his Moses basket and begins to pull her hair back into a messy bun.
'Okay... I won't be long... Five minutes tops.' She replies smiling as he leaves the flat. She's left her makeup to minimum, just some concealer and foundation to cover up the bags under her eyes from sleep deprivation. After securing her hair up she lifts Freddie into her arms and grabs the baby bag.
'Come on then, little man... Let's go get breakfast.' She says keeping him cradled to her chest as she leaves the flat and locks the door behind her. Slowly making her way downstairs she smiles as she sees Nick has already set up the pram.
After much debate and many hours dragging themselves around all the baby shops they could finally Nick and Carla eventually settled on two prams. Carla had instantly fallen in love with the Silver Cross Sleepover in navy but she knew it wouldn't be possible for her to get the pram and Freddie downstairs on her own so they agreed they'd get that pram but keep it for when Nick wasn't working. They picked out the iCandy Peach 3 in azure for when Carla was on her own.
'You look beautiful.' He says smiling as she gently places Freddie in the pram and tucks a blanket around his little legs.
'Oh shut up... I look like shit.' She replies feeling him wrap his arms around her waist from behind.
'You'll always look beautiful to me... You've got that glow about you.' He says kissing her cheek.
'Glow? What glow?' She asks.
'The glow of being a mother. That smile hasn't left your face in a month.' He replies and she tilts her head so it's resting against his.
'I love you.' She says.
'I love you too.' He replies.
'I need to head to work... Do you want to come back to the flat and I'll help you upstairs with the pram?' Nick asks as he watches Carla drink the last of her coffee, Freddie resting snuggly against her chest.
'No, I'll figure a way to get it upstairs or else I'll just put it in the car. We're going to go shopping, aren't we Freddie?' Carla replies smiling. She places her empty mug on the table and glances down at her son.
'Are you? Where you planning on going?' He asks and she shrugs.
'Probably just the Trafford Centre. I don't really need anything, just want to get out for a bit.' She replies causing him to smile.
'Well you have fun and don't spend too much money.' He says.
'I won't.' She replies smiling.
'You better get to work or else you're going to be late.' She says and he sighs.
'I know I've been back at work for weeks now but I still don't like leaving the two of you.' He admits.
'We're fine. We can snuggle up on the sofa when you get home tonight.' She says and he smiles.
'Someone's been busy.' A voice says and Carla turns around coming face to face with Erica and Liz.
'Oh hi... Yeah, went shopping.' Carla replies and Liz smiles.
'We can see that... How's the little man doing?' Liz asks.
'He's good, finally asleep.' Carla replies lifting the carseat up a little higher allowing the older women to get a better view.
'He's beautiful, Carla.' Erica says smiling.
'Thank you.' Carla replies quietly.
'Where are you off to?' Liz asks.
'Just home... Think I'm going to try get a sleep while this little monkey is sleeping.' Carla replies smiling.
'Well we'll let you get upstairs then.' Liz says.
'Did you have fun with mummy today, hmm?' Nick asks quietly as he lifts Freddie out of his co-sleeper.
'Nick?' Carla mumbles sleepily from her position on the bed.
'Hey... I didn't mean to wake you.' He says sitting down on the edge of the bed with Freddie curled up in his arms.
'What time is it?' She asks.
'Half six.' He replies moving some hair out of her face.
'I never meant to sleep this long.' She admits running her hand across her face.
'You must've needed the sleep. How was your day?' He asks.
'Good. We went shopping, I may have spent more than I intended.' She replies sitting up.
'Ah I see. Did you leave the pram in the car?' He asks and she nods her head.
'Yeah I figured you're off tomorrow so we'll be using it then anyway.' She replies.
'I've been drooling on you again.' Carla mumbles as her eyes flicker open and she glances up at Nick.
'You have... Freddie's been drooling on you.' He says and she smiles.
'Takes after his mummy in that, I guess.' She replies, her hand resting on Freddie's back as he sleeps on her chest.
'How perfect is this.' She says smiling as Nick kisses the top of her head.
'I'll never get tired of just lying like this with you two.' Nick replies smiling.
'I don't know what I did without you two. I mean, I know he's only one month old but what did we do without Freddie in the house? What did we even do when we weren't parents?' She asks.
'We slept more and didn't smell of sick.' He replies causing her to laugh.
'I missed the movie.' She says as the credits begin to roll on the tv.
'It was rubbish anyway... Go get into bed, I'll be through in a minute.' He says running his fingers through her hair. Slowly standing up with Freddie in her arms she makes her way through to the bedroom and gently places him in the co-sleeper.
'Night, night Freddie...' She whispers kissing Freddie's head as she tucks a blanket around his little body.