Three months of you as a part of our family is quickly approaching. This past month has been very full. You have settled into your routine (only to be disrupted by my return to work). You still sleep a lot (19 hours on a good day, which includes 11 consecutive hours overnight), but you seem to need it because when you get less sleep than normal, the sleep you do get tends to be restless and marked with periods of waking and screaming. When you are fully rested, on the other hand, your precious hours of wakefulness are spent very alert. You love to watch the world around you. And all the new things in your surroundings that you have begun to pay attention to, from the stained glass windows to the sound of the rainstorm outside to the feel of your fingers on your tongue, give you such pleasure. You are becoming more coordinated with your hands. Tonight, you rubbed your eyes when you started to get sleepy. You are also trying your best to become a thumb sucker, despite my intentions otherwise. I put you to bed with your binky, and when I find you in the morning, you are sucking away on that thumb (I attribute your good sleeping habits in part to your thumb). You coo and smile and try your hardest to giggle. You also love to sing. Anytime I sing you a song, you join in with squeals and coos.
The day you turn three months will be my second day back to work. You will be spending three days a week at daycare, one with Granny, and one with Aunt Jessica. I'm glad we have family in town who love you and are willing to generously give their time to be with you. Especially because as the time to leave you nears, I'm having a pretty rough time with the idea.
I have such an incredible love for you, kiddo. I never could have dreamed how much I love being your mama.
Happy three months!
Love,
Mama
