Dear Amelia Mae-
3 months ago today we met you for the first time. You emerged from my body and I pulled you up in my arms. And in the 3 months since that magical day, in my arms is still your favorite place to be, and I couldn't be happier about that.
You are full of smiles and coos. You are a wonderful sleeper and just a sweet, sweet girl. I love looking at your beautiful face, I love making you smile and I just love you.
Don't grow up too quickly.
all my love.
momma
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Saturday, August 27, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Dear MayBaby
I'm having trouble thinking about anything but your upcoming arrival. Will you be waiting for someone to make you come out? Or will you be kinder to your mother and come on your own? Tomorrow is your due date and it would be fantastic if you came then, or today. Today would be good.
There are so many people waiting to meet you, to hold you, to love you.
Please, just think about making your appearance soon.
No matter what happens I love you.
-mommy
There are so many people waiting to meet you, to hold you, to love you.
Please, just think about making your appearance soon.
No matter what happens I love you.
-mommy
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
I could not have said it better!
Taken out of a newspaper: (then copied from another mom blog - Genevieve Mae)
This is an "oldie, but a goodie"
CAROLYN HAX: TELL ME ALL ABOUT IT
WASHINGTON POST
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Dear Carolyn: Best friend has child. Her: exhausted, busy, no time for self, no time for me, etc.
Me (no kids): What'd you do today?
Her: Park, play group ...
OK. I've talked to parents. I don't get it. What do stay-at-home moms do all day? Please no lists of library, grocery store, dry cleaners ... I do all those things, too. I guess what I'm asking is: What is a typical day and why don't moms have time for a call or e-mail? I work and am away from home nine hours a day (plus a few late work events); I manage to get it all done. I'm feeling like the kid is an excuse to relax and enjoy, but if so, why won't my friend tell me the truth? Is this a contest ("my life is so much harder than yours")? What's the deal? I've got friends with and without kids and all us child-free folks have the same questions.
— Tacoma, Wash.
Dear Tacoma: Relax and enjoy. You're funny. Or, you're lying about having friends with kids. Or you're taking them at their word that they actually have kids, because you haven't personally been in the same room with them. I keep wavering between giving you a straight answer and giving my forehead some keyboard. To claim you want to understand, while in the same breath implying that the only logical conclusions are that your mom-friends are either lying or competing with you, is disingenuous indeed. So, because it's validation you seem to want, the real answer is what you get. When you have young kids, your typical day is: constant attention, from getting them out of bed, fed, cleaned, dressed; to keeping them out of harm's way; to answering their coos, cries, questions; to having two arms and carrying one kid, one set of car keys, and supplies for even the quickest trips, including the latest-to-be-declared-essential piece of molded plastic gear; to keeping them from unshelving books at the library; to enforcing rest times; to staying one step ahead of them lest they get too hungry, tired or bored, any one of which produces checkout-line screaming. It's needing 45 minutes to do what takes others 15. It's constant vigilance, constant touch, constant use of your voice, constant relegation of your needs to the second tier. It's constant scrutiny and second-guessing from family and friends. It's resisting constant temptation to seek short-term relief at everyone's long-term expense. It's doing all this while concurrently teaching virtually everything — language, manners, safety, resourcefulness, discipline, curiosity, creativity. Empathy. Everything. It's also a choice, yes. And a joy. But if you spent all day, every day, with this brand of joy, and then, when you got your first 10 minutes to yourself, wanted to be alone with your thoughts instead of calling a good friend, a good friend wouldn't judge you, complain about you or marvel how much more productively she uses her time. Either make a sincere effort to understand, or keep your snit to yourself.
____
Add to that list 3-5 hours of office work and you have my day. Trust me I wouldn't trade it for the world, but just keeping a very active, "know's no fear" 19-month-old from breaking himself or completely destroying the house is exhausting at best.
This is an "oldie, but a goodie"
CAROLYN HAX: TELL ME ALL ABOUT IT
WASHINGTON POST
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Dear Carolyn: Best friend has child. Her: exhausted, busy, no time for self, no time for me, etc.
Me (no kids): What'd you do today?
Her: Park, play group ...
OK. I've talked to parents. I don't get it. What do stay-at-home moms do all day? Please no lists of library, grocery store, dry cleaners ... I do all those things, too. I guess what I'm asking is: What is a typical day and why don't moms have time for a call or e-mail? I work and am away from home nine hours a day (plus a few late work events); I manage to get it all done. I'm feeling like the kid is an excuse to relax and enjoy, but if so, why won't my friend tell me the truth? Is this a contest ("my life is so much harder than yours")? What's the deal? I've got friends with and without kids and all us child-free folks have the same questions.
— Tacoma, Wash.
Dear Tacoma: Relax and enjoy. You're funny. Or, you're lying about having friends with kids. Or you're taking them at their word that they actually have kids, because you haven't personally been in the same room with them. I keep wavering between giving you a straight answer and giving my forehead some keyboard. To claim you want to understand, while in the same breath implying that the only logical conclusions are that your mom-friends are either lying or competing with you, is disingenuous indeed. So, because it's validation you seem to want, the real answer is what you get. When you have young kids, your typical day is: constant attention, from getting them out of bed, fed, cleaned, dressed; to keeping them out of harm's way; to answering their coos, cries, questions; to having two arms and carrying one kid, one set of car keys, and supplies for even the quickest trips, including the latest-to-be-declared-essential piece of molded plastic gear; to keeping them from unshelving books at the library; to enforcing rest times; to staying one step ahead of them lest they get too hungry, tired or bored, any one of which produces checkout-line screaming. It's needing 45 minutes to do what takes others 15. It's constant vigilance, constant touch, constant use of your voice, constant relegation of your needs to the second tier. It's constant scrutiny and second-guessing from family and friends. It's resisting constant temptation to seek short-term relief at everyone's long-term expense. It's doing all this while concurrently teaching virtually everything — language, manners, safety, resourcefulness, discipline, curiosity, creativity. Empathy. Everything. It's also a choice, yes. And a joy. But if you spent all day, every day, with this brand of joy, and then, when you got your first 10 minutes to yourself, wanted to be alone with your thoughts instead of calling a good friend, a good friend wouldn't judge you, complain about you or marvel how much more productively she uses her time. Either make a sincere effort to understand, or keep your snit to yourself.
____
Add to that list 3-5 hours of office work and you have my day. Trust me I wouldn't trade it for the world, but just keeping a very active, "know's no fear" 19-month-old from breaking himself or completely destroying the house is exhausting at best.
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Letter to Greyson: 1 YEAR!
Dear Greyson-
One year ago today you were born. One year ago today I was desperately trying to keep you safe inside me just a little longer. We were just a few days away from making it to 30 weeks - my 2nd, and I thought very attainable goal (goal #1 being 48 hours from when I went into the hospital so we could get both steroid shots to help your lungs, goal #2 = 30 weeks, goal #3 after Christmas and goal #4 your Due Date - In FEBRUARY!) for us. But you and my placenta had other plans and at 11:57 pm you were pulled into this world. (Read more about that here.)
If there is one thing you have proved to me this year it is that you didn't really need those extra days. Yes, it would have been great to keep you cooking a few days longer, even better to have given birth to a healthy 8+ pound baby Greyson (I'm pretty sure you would have been at least that big!), but you were so strong that 29 weeks was good enough for you. Now no one who meets you would ever guess that you were born so soon. You are hitting all your milestones (except for talking, but I chalk that up to your being a boy) and seem like an average 1 year old.
Since coming home from the NICU at 52 days old you have been so healthy. This Spring you had a little cough that freaked me out, but it turned out to be nothing and in a few days you were over it. That's been it! I don't know how you've pulled it off but keep it up little man!
This month you have gotten even better at crawling - seriously you are a crazy fast crawler, standing and even cruising the furniture a little. You seem to have lost interest in walking though, opting instead to crawl, probably because you are so good at it. You also really know who you are and what things are yours. When we returned from our trip over Thanksgiving you raced to your toys and played with everyone laughing and smiling as if to say "Guys, I'm back! I missed you!" You know who we are too. Seeing you smile and reach for your dad when he comes home from work is such a wonderful part of our day. Your dad taught you how to "give five" this week and we have been having so much fun with that. Now we are starting to work on baby signs!
You are suddenly really tall and it's getting harder for me to carry you around. I'm looking forward to your next check-up so I can see just how tall you are. You are so much your father's son! And after your first haircut you look even more like him!
You are such a good eater now too! You are still breast feeding about 6 times a day, but now you are also eating 3 solid meals a day too. You have never really enjoyed baby food, but you love adult food. Ground beef is your favorite - you are a little carnivore! You hate cold food. You even spit out ice cream!! Kid, ice cream is the best, never spit that stuff out!
Greyson, you amaze me every day. It has been a wonderful year with you and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life totally in awe and in love with you!
Happy Birthday to my wonderful little bird!
Love,
Momma
One year ago today you were born. One year ago today I was desperately trying to keep you safe inside me just a little longer. We were just a few days away from making it to 30 weeks - my 2nd, and I thought very attainable goal (goal #1 being 48 hours from when I went into the hospital so we could get both steroid shots to help your lungs, goal #2 = 30 weeks, goal #3 after Christmas and goal #4 your Due Date - In FEBRUARY!) for us. But you and my placenta had other plans and at 11:57 pm you were pulled into this world. (Read more about that here.)
If there is one thing you have proved to me this year it is that you didn't really need those extra days. Yes, it would have been great to keep you cooking a few days longer, even better to have given birth to a healthy 8+ pound baby Greyson (I'm pretty sure you would have been at least that big!), but you were so strong that 29 weeks was good enough for you. Now no one who meets you would ever guess that you were born so soon. You are hitting all your milestones (except for talking, but I chalk that up to your being a boy) and seem like an average 1 year old.
Since coming home from the NICU at 52 days old you have been so healthy. This Spring you had a little cough that freaked me out, but it turned out to be nothing and in a few days you were over it. That's been it! I don't know how you've pulled it off but keep it up little man!
This month you have gotten even better at crawling - seriously you are a crazy fast crawler, standing and even cruising the furniture a little. You seem to have lost interest in walking though, opting instead to crawl, probably because you are so good at it. You also really know who you are and what things are yours. When we returned from our trip over Thanksgiving you raced to your toys and played with everyone laughing and smiling as if to say "Guys, I'm back! I missed you!" You know who we are too. Seeing you smile and reach for your dad when he comes home from work is such a wonderful part of our day. Your dad taught you how to "give five" this week and we have been having so much fun with that. Now we are starting to work on baby signs!
You are suddenly really tall and it's getting harder for me to carry you around. I'm looking forward to your next check-up so I can see just how tall you are. You are so much your father's son! And after your first haircut you look even more like him!
You are such a good eater now too! You are still breast feeding about 6 times a day, but now you are also eating 3 solid meals a day too. You have never really enjoyed baby food, but you love adult food. Ground beef is your favorite - you are a little carnivore! You hate cold food. You even spit out ice cream!! Kid, ice cream is the best, never spit that stuff out!
Greyson, you amaze me every day. It has been a wonderful year with you and I can't wait to spend the rest of my life totally in awe and in love with you!
Happy Birthday to my wonderful little bird!
Love,
Momma
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Letter to Greyson - 10 months
Greyson-
This has been a crazy month my sweet little baby. You started off the month with a mean army crawl, two weeks later you were crawling on all fours and then suddenly you are pulling up to stand on your own! You have even tried to take a few steps. Your favorite place to stand up is in your crib. This has made it very hard to get you to sleep in there. But we are working on it. Last night you actually slept for 5 hours in a row! That's huge for you...and us!
You started cutting your top two teeth. Man, have they caused you so much trouble. They have just hurt you so much! It just makes me sad that you have so many more teeth to get in. I'll say it again, teething is a horrible thing! The good thing is that you have been extra cuddly. I love that FINALLY my baby wants to be held and cuddled. I love it!!
You are an amazing, loving, fantastic little boy and I'm so, so glad that you are my chunky monkey!
This has been a crazy month my sweet little baby. You started off the month with a mean army crawl, two weeks later you were crawling on all fours and then suddenly you are pulling up to stand on your own! You have even tried to take a few steps. Your favorite place to stand up is in your crib. This has made it very hard to get you to sleep in there. But we are working on it. Last night you actually slept for 5 hours in a row! That's huge for you...and us!
You started cutting your top two teeth. Man, have they caused you so much trouble. They have just hurt you so much! It just makes me sad that you have so many more teeth to get in. I'll say it again, teething is a horrible thing! The good thing is that you have been extra cuddly. I love that FINALLY my baby wants to be held and cuddled. I love it!!
You are an amazing, loving, fantastic little boy and I'm so, so glad that you are my chunky monkey!
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Letter to Greyson - 9 months
Greyson-
Today you are 9 months old! You are not quite crawling, but you sure can move! I can hardly turn around without you dashing off. We have had to do some serious baby proofing as you love to get into everything. Just this morning you figured out how to over turn the trashcan in the office. We have had to move Tallulah's toy bin because you'd rather gum her nasty, filthy tennis balls than anything else.
We are still working on getting you to sleep through the night. It's not your fault, its mine. Really I'd rather just bring you into bed with me then stand next to your crib trying to clam you back to sleep at 2am. We'll figure it out though, I'm sure.
You are also HUGE now. I went out this weekend to buy you some fall clothes and had to buy 12-18 month sizes and even they barely snap. I think you will be tall after all! Right now you are sleeping on my lap in your adorable PJ's that are 12 month; your legs hanging off the side of the chair. I just can not believe how much you look like a little boy now. Where did my tiny baby go? We go to the doctor on Friday and I can't wait to see just how much you weigh and how tall you are!
This month has been a busy one. You took your first vacation (to Colorado) and you were baptized. You looked so cute in your white outfit, even if you were sleepy and cranky and overwhelmed by all the people. You also met your Godfather Adam for the first time and met your Great Grandparents on the Gabriel side along with your great uncle Brad! So many people love you Greyson, you are one lucky boy!
You are the holder of my heart.
Momma
Today you are 9 months old! You are not quite crawling, but you sure can move! I can hardly turn around without you dashing off. We have had to do some serious baby proofing as you love to get into everything. Just this morning you figured out how to over turn the trashcan in the office. We have had to move Tallulah's toy bin because you'd rather gum her nasty, filthy tennis balls than anything else.
We are still working on getting you to sleep through the night. It's not your fault, its mine. Really I'd rather just bring you into bed with me then stand next to your crib trying to clam you back to sleep at 2am. We'll figure it out though, I'm sure.
You are also HUGE now. I went out this weekend to buy you some fall clothes and had to buy 12-18 month sizes and even they barely snap. I think you will be tall after all! Right now you are sleeping on my lap in your adorable PJ's that are 12 month; your legs hanging off the side of the chair. I just can not believe how much you look like a little boy now. Where did my tiny baby go? We go to the doctor on Friday and I can't wait to see just how much you weigh and how tall you are!
This month has been a busy one. You took your first vacation (to Colorado) and you were baptized. You looked so cute in your white outfit, even if you were sleepy and cranky and overwhelmed by all the people. You also met your Godfather Adam for the first time and met your Great Grandparents on the Gabriel side along with your great uncle Brad! So many people love you Greyson, you are one lucky boy!
You are the holder of my heart.
Momma
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Letter To Greyson: 8 Months
Greyson-
People have stared asking when I'm going to ween you and the answer is "I'll nurse him as long as he wants to." I'm really hoping to keep going through the spring, but you never know. Part of why I don't want to ween anytime soon is because it is one of the few times you are "cuddly" anymore. You have never been a baby who likes to fall asleep on our chests or curls up in our arms. You are an independent man and ever since you could hold your head up you've been looking out at the world. This month though it's really hit me how much you like to do on your own. You like to feed yourself (or attempt to), you like holding your own toys and now you've started trying to explore on your own too.
You haven't mastered crawling yet, but you have a mean scoot. It is some where between an Army crawl and mimicking a bulldozer. And this scoot gets you all over the place...including trouble. The other day you fell asleep on our bed so we placed pillows on either side of you and let you sleep. When you woke up 15 min later you used your new found scooting skills to scoot to the top of the bed and then over. Dad found you with your head and shoulders on the nightstand and your bottom still on the bed! Now we've taken to barricading you in on all sides including top and bottom, although soon I expect you'll learn to shimmy over the pillows and then we are sunk.
You've started blowing raspberries and babbling more. During car rides you just sing to yourself for minutes at a time. I love your little voice. You are also becoming really good at sitting on your own. And those bottom teeth are finally really in and you love to use them! You really enjoy crunching things and have been eating puffs and mum mum's to satisfy your need to crunch. You also like biting your me and your dad, my knee seems to be your momentary favorite and let me tell you it hurts! You have some sharp teeth little man.
You are growing up so fast, I can hardly believe that 8 months have already gone by. Sometimes you don't even seem like a baby anymore - you're becoming a little boy before my eyes. I love you so much Greyson, don't grow up too fast...and if you could snuggle more I'd really appreciate that.
all my love,
momma
People have stared asking when I'm going to ween you and the answer is "I'll nurse him as long as he wants to." I'm really hoping to keep going through the spring, but you never know. Part of why I don't want to ween anytime soon is because it is one of the few times you are "cuddly" anymore. You have never been a baby who likes to fall asleep on our chests or curls up in our arms. You are an independent man and ever since you could hold your head up you've been looking out at the world. This month though it's really hit me how much you like to do on your own. You like to feed yourself (or attempt to), you like holding your own toys and now you've started trying to explore on your own too.
You haven't mastered crawling yet, but you have a mean scoot. It is some where between an Army crawl and mimicking a bulldozer. And this scoot gets you all over the place...including trouble. The other day you fell asleep on our bed so we placed pillows on either side of you and let you sleep. When you woke up 15 min later you used your new found scooting skills to scoot to the top of the bed and then over. Dad found you with your head and shoulders on the nightstand and your bottom still on the bed! Now we've taken to barricading you in on all sides including top and bottom, although soon I expect you'll learn to shimmy over the pillows and then we are sunk.
You've started blowing raspberries and babbling more. During car rides you just sing to yourself for minutes at a time. I love your little voice. You are also becoming really good at sitting on your own. And those bottom teeth are finally really in and you love to use them! You really enjoy crunching things and have been eating puffs and mum mum's to satisfy your need to crunch. You also like biting your me and your dad, my knee seems to be your momentary favorite and let me tell you it hurts! You have some sharp teeth little man.
You are growing up so fast, I can hardly believe that 8 months have already gone by. Sometimes you don't even seem like a baby anymore - you're becoming a little boy before my eyes. I love you so much Greyson, don't grow up too fast...and if you could snuggle more I'd really appreciate that.
all my love,
momma
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Letter to Greyson - 7 months
Dear Greyson-
You are 7 months old. You have now been out in the world longer than you were growing inside me. At this point I am happy to say that a stranger on the street would never know that you made such an early appearance. In fact just today when we were at the grocery store a woman asked how old you are and I said "He just turned 7 months old." to which she replied "Wow, he seems big for his age!" I just smiled thinking about how far you have come.
We have started feeding you some solid foods. I wanted to wait awhile longer but you seemed so interested in what other people are eating that I thought we might as well give it a try. So far we have had mixed success. You really don't like cereal and I can't blame you - it is gross. Prunes are your favorite so far. We also have tried pears (which are only so-so in your opinion) and sweet potatoes (which are okay, but not your favorite). I'm having trouble finding green veggies that are appropriate first foods that I'm not allergic to, so you'll just have to make due with fruits and sweet potatoes for a while.
Dad! Mom is making me eat sweet potatoes again. Tell her to stop!
You have also found your voice. It ranges from a surprisingly deep and raspy "hey" to a high-pitched dolphin-like squeal. You babble now and I'm interested in what your first word may be. Technically it could be "Hey" which is seems like you say all the time, but I'm holding out for "Dada" or "Momma". We joke that your first word will be "Tallulah" because we are always saying it.
Speaking of Tallulah, everyone asks how you two get along and the only word for it is "famously". You love each other. She has always liked laying near you. She gets anxious when you are upset and she likes to play near you. You love to pet her. You are always reaching out to touch her fur and often grab a hold of her legs. She is clearly your puppy and I think you will be the best of friends.
Oh and that tooth that started to cause us problems a month ago has FINALLY started to really come in and man is it sharp!
Greyson I love you. You are an amazing little guy who makes our world a better place.
Love always,
Momma
Monday, June 1, 2009
Letter to Greyson - 6 months
Greyson-
Happy Half-Birthday! Today you are 6 months old. It was a big day. You started off by rolling and squirming off your soft, comfy blanket and on to the carpet where you decided to settle in for a nap. When you woke up you were so covered in Tallulah fur that we both had a good laugh. You have a fantastic giggle. It's all opened mouthed and barely audible, but your whole face lights up and it melts my heart every time.
We went out for lunch with my friend Stephanie and your friend Zachary. You were not on your best behavior and I had planned to write about that, but when we got home you snuggled into my arms and fell asleep holding my hand and the 45 min of you fussing while I tried to eat lunch standing up so I could rock you just faded away.
You are the sweetest little boy. I love everything about you. I love your crazy hair, your big blue eyes, your funny little birthmark. I love the way you smile, the way you hold my arm when you are falling asleep, the way you look at me to make sure that things are okay. You started doing that this month. It's like something clicked and you realized that I am your mom and that means something. When someone else picks you up you look for me. It is amazing.
This week also marks the 1 year point for when we found out about you. It has been a crazy year but one I wouldn't trade for anything in the world.
Happy half-birthday little man. I love you more than you will ever know.
momma
Friday, May 1, 2009
Letter to Greyson: 5 months
Greyson-
Today you are five months old and you act like it! Some time last month you decided to "catch-up" with the other kiddos born in December. You hit the growth charts for babies your age, granted you are on the low end (10% for weight, 20% for height and a whopping 40% for head!) but you have never even been on the charts before.
You are babbling more, you love to look at us and the world around you. Your smile is amazing! We are starting to learn little tricks that always make you smile and giggle. Dad's silly faces and voices almost always work. You love to kick and stand up - putting weight on your legs. Your "thunder thighs" amaze me! You have some seriously strong and chubby legs. Of course after all that kicking you did before you were born I'm not really surprised. Uncle Mattie thinks you are a footie player in the making. We'll see.
You've also started teething. Chomping on my fingers is your favorite way to pass the time. And if not my fingers you are sucking and chewing on your own hand, which is how you gave yourself a hickey! You are drooling like you never have before too. I'm excited to see your first little tooth, but it could be months before it finally emerges.
Yesterday you hit another major milestone - you rolled over! So far your rolling only goes from tummy to back, but it is amazing! You've only done it a handful of times, but it is a start. I'm not sure if I am ready for you to be mobile though.
This weekend is the March for Babies walk. We will be going with several of your NICU friends. The plan is to donate $520 or $10 for every day you were in the NICU. I'm so excited that you are healthy enough to participate in this event this year. We've even made a special onesie for you to wear so everyone can know what a special little guy you are!
Greyson, you are one amazing man and in 5 months you have come so far.
all my love,
momma
Today you are five months old and you act like it! Some time last month you decided to "catch-up" with the other kiddos born in December. You hit the growth charts for babies your age, granted you are on the low end (10% for weight, 20% for height and a whopping 40% for head!) but you have never even been on the charts before.
You are babbling more, you love to look at us and the world around you. Your smile is amazing! We are starting to learn little tricks that always make you smile and giggle. Dad's silly faces and voices almost always work. You love to kick and stand up - putting weight on your legs. Your "thunder thighs" amaze me! You have some seriously strong and chubby legs. Of course after all that kicking you did before you were born I'm not really surprised. Uncle Mattie thinks you are a footie player in the making. We'll see.
You've also started teething. Chomping on my fingers is your favorite way to pass the time. And if not my fingers you are sucking and chewing on your own hand, which is how you gave yourself a hickey! You are drooling like you never have before too. I'm excited to see your first little tooth, but it could be months before it finally emerges.
Yesterday you hit another major milestone - you rolled over! So far your rolling only goes from tummy to back, but it is amazing! You've only done it a handful of times, but it is a start. I'm not sure if I am ready for you to be mobile though.
This weekend is the March for Babies walk. We will be going with several of your NICU friends. The plan is to donate $520 or $10 for every day you were in the NICU. I'm so excited that you are healthy enough to participate in this event this year. We've even made a special onesie for you to wear so everyone can know what a special little guy you are!
Greyson, you are one amazing man and in 5 months you have come so far.
all my love,
momma
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Letter to Greyson: 4 Months
Greyson-
You are four months old today. You are so cuddly and strong now that when I look back at pictures from your first precious days it is hard to believe its you. I love the way you look around and seem interested in everything. You often have a very serious look on your face, as if you are studying the world around you and haven't yet decided if it is to your liking. And then you will see something you love (so far its mainly been daddy and me) and then a big smile crosses your face! You have a sweet smile that just makes my day.
This week has been challenging in some ways. You have now mastered screaming. If I was ever concerned about your lack of crying I take it back - you have proven the strength of your lungs!
Greyson, you continue to amaze me. Right now you are curled up in my arms, sleeping sweetly and producing lots of heat! I can always tell when your Dad has fallen asleep because he gets about 10 degrees hotter, you are the same way. My own mini heater! You also have a huge range of expressions in your sleep. From happy to sad with pouty lips, from furrowed brow to looks of surprise, watching your sleeping face is something I could for hours on end.
My little man, you are four months old today. The days have gone by so quickly.
Don't grow-up too fast.
all my love,
momma
You are four months old today. You are so cuddly and strong now that when I look back at pictures from your first precious days it is hard to believe its you. I love the way you look around and seem interested in everything. You often have a very serious look on your face, as if you are studying the world around you and haven't yet decided if it is to your liking. And then you will see something you love (so far its mainly been daddy and me) and then a big smile crosses your face! You have a sweet smile that just makes my day.
This week has been challenging in some ways. You have now mastered screaming. If I was ever concerned about your lack of crying I take it back - you have proven the strength of your lungs!
Greyson, you continue to amaze me. Right now you are curled up in my arms, sleeping sweetly and producing lots of heat! I can always tell when your Dad has fallen asleep because he gets about 10 degrees hotter, you are the same way. My own mini heater! You also have a huge range of expressions in your sleep. From happy to sad with pouty lips, from furrowed brow to looks of surprise, watching your sleeping face is something I could for hours on end.
My little man, you are four months old today. The days have gone by so quickly.
Don't grow-up too fast.
all my love,
momma
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
A Letter to Little Bird
Dear Little Bird-
You could be here in 100 days! This is so amazing to me. It feels like yesterday we found out about you and at the same time it feels like so long ago. Your daddy and I are falling more in love with you every day. Your dad spends lots of time rubbing my belly with a silly smile on his face. I spend so much time with my hands on my tummy feeling you kick and squirm. You are such a little mover! I love feeling you dance around in there, doing karate chops and acrobatics. The only thing is that sometimes you give my intestines a bit of a kick that is surprisingly painful. But I’ll take that pain because it lets me know that you are okay and that all is well.
We’ve all been thinking about names lately. Not just names for you, but names for you to call your grandparents. All for of your grandparents are so excited to meet you.
My mom wants to be called “Bedstemor” or “Bedsta”, which is Danish for grandmother. I imagine it will get corrupted to “Vesta”. I think I’m going to encourage you to call my dad “Poppy”. I’ve always thought that was super cute and can see my dad as your Poppy so easily. For your dad’s mom I think she will be a “Nanna” or “Grandma”. I still need to talk to her about that. Your dad’s dad is a “Gramps” or possibly just “Grandpa”. No matter what you call them they will love and spoil you completely.
Your name has been giving us some trouble. We have a few options; Finnegan, Sullivan and Oliver seem to be the top three – in that order. So you may very well be Finnegan James Perry or Oliver Alden Perry, or something else all together. We have decided to wait until we meet you face to face to give you a name.
I’ve also been thinking about what you will look like. I think you will look like your dad. Straight, dark hair and light eyes with a pointy nose. (I love your dad’s nose, it was one of the first things I noticed about him.) Your dad thinks that you will look more like me. Medium brown, curly hair and dark eyes with a blunt nose. You will probably be a little of both of us. I just hope you have your dad’s teeth – he has great teeth.
But know that it doesn’t really matter what you look like – just that you are happy and healthy. I can’t wait to hold you in my arms and watch you grow.
All my love,
Momma
You could be here in 100 days! This is so amazing to me. It feels like yesterday we found out about you and at the same time it feels like so long ago. Your daddy and I are falling more in love with you every day. Your dad spends lots of time rubbing my belly with a silly smile on his face. I spend so much time with my hands on my tummy feeling you kick and squirm. You are such a little mover! I love feeling you dance around in there, doing karate chops and acrobatics. The only thing is that sometimes you give my intestines a bit of a kick that is surprisingly painful. But I’ll take that pain because it lets me know that you are okay and that all is well.
We’ve all been thinking about names lately. Not just names for you, but names for you to call your grandparents. All for of your grandparents are so excited to meet you.
My mom wants to be called “Bedstemor” or “Bedsta”, which is Danish for grandmother. I imagine it will get corrupted to “Vesta”. I think I’m going to encourage you to call my dad “Poppy”. I’ve always thought that was super cute and can see my dad as your Poppy so easily. For your dad’s mom I think she will be a “Nanna” or “Grandma”. I still need to talk to her about that. Your dad’s dad is a “Gramps” or possibly just “Grandpa”. No matter what you call them they will love and spoil you completely.
Your name has been giving us some trouble. We have a few options; Finnegan, Sullivan and Oliver seem to be the top three – in that order. So you may very well be Finnegan James Perry or Oliver Alden Perry, or something else all together. We have decided to wait until we meet you face to face to give you a name.
I’ve also been thinking about what you will look like. I think you will look like your dad. Straight, dark hair and light eyes with a pointy nose. (I love your dad’s nose, it was one of the first things I noticed about him.) Your dad thinks that you will look more like me. Medium brown, curly hair and dark eyes with a blunt nose. You will probably be a little of both of us. I just hope you have your dad’s teeth – he has great teeth.
But know that it doesn’t really matter what you look like – just that you are happy and healthy. I can’t wait to hold you in my arms and watch you grow.
All my love,
Momma
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