Not only can you see Milo's second tooth coming in, you can see me reflected in his eyes.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Sunday Smile
Not only can you see Milo's second tooth coming in, you can see me reflected in his eyes.
Monday, January 16, 2012
Nine months
Dear Milo,
You are 9 months old today. That means you've been in the world almost as long as you were in my tummy. You are really starting to look less like a baby and more like a little boy. And like a big boy, you're finally sleeping all the way through the night. Apparently, you just needed to be in your own room (I suspected as much, but it was hard to let you go).
You had your first Christmas this past month. You enjoyed playing with the bows and wrapping paper and you like your new toys, but the day didn't mean a whole lot to you.
Although I think our excitement of it rubbed off on you a little.
You are cruising like crazy, pulling yourself up on furniture, walls, baby gates and more. Everything is so interesting to you, and every day with you is an adventure. You have started playing hide and seek and chase with me, giggling like mad when I play peek-a-boo with you. Recently, you've decided that head butts are a great way to show your affection for Daddy and me. And you can head butt really hard. It's really cute but also really painful.
You finally got a tooth this month and you seem quite proud of it and use it on everything. You haven't bit me or Daddy but we did find chew marks on your crib and we've been giving you finger foods like freeze-dried yogurt pieces and cereal puffs. Sometimes you want to be able to feed yourself other kinds of foods, too. It's not always a huge success when you do.
But, like everything you do, it's awfully cute.
We started taking swimming lessons at the gym this month. I want you to feel comfortable in the water. And you seem to be just fine. You had fun, and being in the pool wiped you out.
I can't believe how quickly time is passing. Every moment feels so precious. Daddy and I still can't get over how much you amaze us all the time. You make us laugh so often, and every little thing about you makes us proud. We love you so much it sometimes stops us in our tracks. You are beautiful. It's hard to believe we are responsible for something as perfect as you.
You are 9 months old today. That means you've been in the world almost as long as you were in my tummy. You are really starting to look less like a baby and more like a little boy. And like a big boy, you're finally sleeping all the way through the night. Apparently, you just needed to be in your own room (I suspected as much, but it was hard to let you go).
You had your first Christmas this past month. You enjoyed playing with the bows and wrapping paper and you like your new toys, but the day didn't mean a whole lot to you.
Although I think our excitement of it rubbed off on you a little.
You are cruising like crazy, pulling yourself up on furniture, walls, baby gates and more. Everything is so interesting to you, and every day with you is an adventure. You have started playing hide and seek and chase with me, giggling like mad when I play peek-a-boo with you. Recently, you've decided that head butts are a great way to show your affection for Daddy and me. And you can head butt really hard. It's really cute but also really painful.
You finally got a tooth this month and you seem quite proud of it and use it on everything. You haven't bit me or Daddy but we did find chew marks on your crib and we've been giving you finger foods like freeze-dried yogurt pieces and cereal puffs. Sometimes you want to be able to feed yourself other kinds of foods, too. It's not always a huge success when you do.
But, like everything you do, it's awfully cute.
We started taking swimming lessons at the gym this month. I want you to feel comfortable in the water. And you seem to be just fine. You had fun, and being in the pool wiped you out.
I can't believe how quickly time is passing. Every moment feels so precious. Daddy and I still can't get over how much you amaze us all the time. You make us laugh so often, and every little thing about you makes us proud. We love you so much it sometimes stops us in our tracks. You are beautiful. It's hard to believe we are responsible for something as perfect as you.
I love you, little man.
Love,
Mommy
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Friday, December 30, 2011
Out with the old
I know 2011 was a pretty crappy year for a lot of people but for me, it was one of the best. Obviously, I had a better year than others because I was blessed with my son this year. And because I was told I'd never have children (suck it, fertility "specialists") I feel doubly blessed.
Sure, there were lots of sleepless nights and plenty of tears, but all in all, 2011 has been the best year. I have experienced so much joy, so many surprises, so many proud moments.
On top of the wonder of becoming (and being) a mama, I got to spend Thanksgiving with my brothers and their amazing families. (I love that we all got together and it wasn't because someone died!)
So, as 2011 draws to a close, I feel for everyone who had a crappy year and pray that 2012 brings you health and happiness. And for those of us who had a lovely 2011, here's to more smiles and laughter in the coming 12 months.
Sure, there were lots of sleepless nights and plenty of tears, but all in all, 2011 has been the best year. I have experienced so much joy, so many surprises, so many proud moments.
On top of the wonder of becoming (and being) a mama, I got to spend Thanksgiving with my brothers and their amazing families. (I love that we all got together and it wasn't because someone died!)
So, as 2011 draws to a close, I feel for everyone who had a crappy year and pray that 2012 brings you health and happiness. And for those of us who had a lovely 2011, here's to more smiles and laughter in the coming 12 months.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Ho ho ho!
Santa made an early visit to Milo last night. He brought along the Mrs. and one of his elves.
Milo wasn't quite sure what to make of the big man (or his friends) but he took it in stride. I think he might even have whispered his Christmas list to Santa while I wasn't looking.
Milo wasn't quite sure what to make of the big man (or his friends) but he took it in stride. I think he might even have whispered his Christmas list to Santa while I wasn't looking.
Friday, December 16, 2011
8 Months
Dear Milo,
As usual, I start this letter by being amazed at how fast time flies and how much you change on a daily basis. In the past week, you have started crawling on your hands and knees and pulling yourself up on your crib, the couch, the stairs, me.
You are quite mobile and try to get into everything. We're going to be baby gate central soon.
You still refuse to sleep through the night, waking every two to three hours. So Daddy and I are having to be strong and let you fuss and cry more because we fear we've already spoiled you. Although, just yesterday, I felt a sharp little nubbin on your gums! So, I'm pretty sure you've been teething, and maybe that's what has been messing with your sleep schedule.
You're becoming quite sociable, smiling at most people and playing with the other babies at The Little Gym. You are especially taken by the little girls, but you follow one little boy around and try to do the things he does -- even though he's two months older than you.
Your personality is really showing. You try to be so independent ... until you're not. You want to feed yourself and pick things up and do lots of things on your own. Until you get hungry or sleepy or don't want to go to bed. Then you're Mr. Clingy. And while I want you to be independent, I can't help but love your hugs.
We spent Thanksgiving in Illinois with your aunts, uncles, cousins and Grandpa. You even got to see Gramma D for a while. The drive was long and boring, but you did really well -- sometimes crying, sometimes playing quietly, napping quite a bit. It's not easy being stuck in the car, so I'm proud of how you did.
You enjoyed spending time with your cousins, and I know they enjoyed spending time with you. Even though they are a lot older than you and you won't get to grow up with them, I know they will always be there for you. They love you lots. How could they not?
Soon you will experience your first Christmas. It won't mean much to you this year, but Daddy and I are really excited to have you open presents. As for us, we already got the best gift back in April -- you. If we got nothing else, we would feel fulfilled. You are better than toys and games and sugar plums. And when you smile at us, it warms our cold, dark December nights.
I love you little man.
Love,
Mommy
As usual, I start this letter by being amazed at how fast time flies and how much you change on a daily basis. In the past week, you have started crawling on your hands and knees and pulling yourself up on your crib, the couch, the stairs, me.
You are quite mobile and try to get into everything. We're going to be baby gate central soon.
You still refuse to sleep through the night, waking every two to three hours. So Daddy and I are having to be strong and let you fuss and cry more because we fear we've already spoiled you. Although, just yesterday, I felt a sharp little nubbin on your gums! So, I'm pretty sure you've been teething, and maybe that's what has been messing with your sleep schedule.
You're becoming quite sociable, smiling at most people and playing with the other babies at The Little Gym. You are especially taken by the little girls, but you follow one little boy around and try to do the things he does -- even though he's two months older than you.
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| Helping Mommy fold clothes |
Your personality is really showing. You try to be so independent ... until you're not. You want to feed yourself and pick things up and do lots of things on your own. Until you get hungry or sleepy or don't want to go to bed. Then you're Mr. Clingy. And while I want you to be independent, I can't help but love your hugs.
We spent Thanksgiving in Illinois with your aunts, uncles, cousins and Grandpa. You even got to see Gramma D for a while. The drive was long and boring, but you did really well -- sometimes crying, sometimes playing quietly, napping quite a bit. It's not easy being stuck in the car, so I'm proud of how you did.
You enjoyed spending time with your cousins, and I know they enjoyed spending time with you. Even though they are a lot older than you and you won't get to grow up with them, I know they will always be there for you. They love you lots. How could they not?
Soon you will experience your first Christmas. It won't mean much to you this year, but Daddy and I are really excited to have you open presents. As for us, we already got the best gift back in April -- you. If we got nothing else, we would feel fulfilled. You are better than toys and games and sugar plums. And when you smile at us, it warms our cold, dark December nights.
I love you little man.
Love,
Mommy
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