Happy Three Months, little man. You've come a long way in the last four weeks. You make eye contact so much now, and your smiles light up your entire face. You're starting to be smiley in the morning like your sister, and often at night when I'm reading to you both. It makes me so happy to see that you are happy, and I'd do just about anything to make sure that you are.
This month you got into a little bit of a habit of being difficult at bedtime. You cry until we come and get you. Once we have you in our arms, you fall asleep within minutes. I think it's your way of getting some one-on-one time with one of us. I get it. Sometimes it's nice to be in a different room than your sister. But we would really appreciate it if you could go back to falling asleep easily.
You also sometimes get really hungry in between your usual feedings and down an extra two ounces or so, as though you hadn't eaten in days rather than hours. I think that was you going through a mini growth spurt, as evidenced by your growing almost two inches in the last month. You are now fitting into 3-6 month clothes. Stop growing so fast! Stay my adorable little baby boy just a little while longer. I'm a bit terrified of the chaos you and your sister will cause once you are on the move.
You're doing better at tummy time, exploring the mat, flailing your arms and legs, and sometimes lifting your head up. It cracks me up when you are both on the mat, seemingly swimming along, with movements often quite synchronized.
Your biggest achievement this month, however, has been your talking. You are definitely vocalizing, making noises that sound almost like words. "Bah," "gah," and "mah" are favorites. Other noises sound like you are asking questions, and others like you are yelling at us to pay attention. If we talk to you sometimes you respond immediately as if you understood what we said. At this rate, it seems like you might be really talking before your sister. Not that it's a competition.
When you cry your lower lip pulls down in an adorable pout. It both melts and breaks my heart. You are so cute when you do that, but I hate seeing you so sad. Luckily you cheer up relatively quickly. I just pick you up and you snuggle in under my chin. I could sit with you like that for hours, but soon you are lifting your head and looking around the room again.
You really like sitting in the bouncy seat and looking outside. I can't wait until summer when we can play outside and watch you explore the grass and the dirt. You'll get to go outside at daycare when it's a bit warmer, which I am sure you will love.
I might hate that you will be there, but it'll be good for you. We'll still have nighttime and weekends and holidays, and I can't wait to see your face light up when I go to pick you up every day. I'm trying to look on the bright side so that you aren't sad about going. We'll get through it! Just save some of your "firsts" for me, okay, little dude? Don't go showing off for the daycare teachers! I know you're going to be a little flirt.
Love you, little man,
Mama
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| Sleepy Indigo |
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| Dreamy Indigo |
I can't remember if I mentioned this anywhere you might have seen it, but Kinley had her first giggle on Christmas Eve. I was holding her and blowing raspberries on her chest and it just came out. Luckily, my mom had the camera ready and we actually managed to capture it on film.
ReplyDeleteI just mention that because more than anything, it set my heart at ease before I went back to work. I was TERRIFIED that I'd miss the big moments and milestones and for some reason I was fixated on that particular one. Kinley had been working up to a giggle for days and I was POSITIVE she'd really do it for the first time when I was gone.
But she didn't - she did it right there for me and I almost felt like she was saying, "It's okay Mom, you won't miss my big moments."
We might not always be there for the very first "firsts" but we'll still see them :-)