This month I started to get paranoid that hundreds of dollars were spent on bedroom furniture that you would never use so we laid you in the crib at bedtime. It made us both incredibly nervous to have you so far out of sight. You didn’t seem to mind at all. In fact, you started out sleeping four hour stretches almost right away. The first night I got four hours in a row, I woke up in a panic. I hadn’t slept that long since you had arrived home. I woke up to your cries disoriented and walked directly into a wall. I have since acclimated to the four hour stretches of sleep and have come to love them! On April 17th you gave me a huge thrill and slept for 6 hours and 45 minutes (not that I’m obsessively counting or anything). As you slept peacefully, I wore a path to your crib. I was totally paranoid about how long you were sleeping and constantly checking on you. You have had a few nights of 6 hours of consecutive sleep. Each morning I sprint to your crib and shut off all the noise so I can hear you breathing. This of course wakes you up. I have no idea how long you would really sleep because I keep sabotaging your previous record.
My birthday was this month. We had our first lunch out together. I took you to the mall and we ate pizza on the patio. I didn’t have the stroller with me that day so I kept you in the sling around my neck. You slept the entire time. I can’t remember a better piece of pizza or a better lunch date. Everyone kept stopping by to see who was snuggled up in my sling. They went on and on about how devastatingly handsome you are. I couldn’t have agreed more. I couldn’t have been more proud!
You now have a fierce grip. You love to grab my hair and hold on for dear life. You finally are enjoying walks in the stroller. They tend to put you right to sleep. Loud noises scare you and I’m constantly shushing daddy with his loud voice and Roscoe with his jingles. You are becoming more fascinated with your surroundings. This month you are in awe of the curtain. It is really dark with just a little light coming through. You have spent many mornings staring at it. You smile a few times a day. Sometimes you will smile at us. Sometimes you smile a lot more at the curtain. Sometimes I wish I was wearing the curtain so I could get your attention! Daddy claims he got the first smile ever this month. I am still in complete denial about that.
Someone told me while I was pregnant that being a parent makes you think a lot less about yourself. That is so true. I love how little I worry about things that don’t matter now. I love how much you consume my daily thoughts. You are wonderful. These eight weeks off with you have been the most amazing of my life. Thank you for changing everything for the better.
Love,
Mama
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