I have to admit that I am a little behind.... well, actually quite a bit behind. I can't help it! Between work and spring break and Easter and you learning so many things, I feel like I haven't hardly taken a breath lately. Forgive mommy this one, please?
You have shocked me and made me so proud this last month (or two). You sat up on your own for extended time on your nephew, Eli's, birthday (February 22nd). You had come close for awhile, but on this day you seemed to think hard about something for a moment, and then just pushed off of me and sat up playing with a toy in your hands as if it was nothing.
Since then, you have also learned to CRAWL!!! For weeks and weeks you would push up on to all four hands and knees and rock. You would even occasionally move one hand or hold your left leg up in the air. I was lucky enough to have the video camera your daddy got me for Christmas nearby and caught the first few 2-3, 3-4 crawl movements for him. Since then you have started tentatively following me (crying fiercely [without a tear] whenever you hit hard floor...I guess it hurts your knees).
I knew I would be so excited when you started to crawl, but the overwhelming pride I feel is just incredible. Seriously.... you are the coolest, best thing in the world. How did you, sweet, messy, funny, squishy little baby come from me???
You have also reached the separation anxiety stage. Any time your daddy or I walk out of the room, you take a deep breath and start immediately whining. You act like you are crying, but there is rarely a tear and if something catches your eye (Jack, always Jack, or a small toy, or anything you shouldn't have), you stop. You, my dear, are a faker!! Today your Uncle Evan held you while in his police uniform.... You stared and stared at him and I am pretty sure you thought he was your daddy. When you realized he was holding you and was not me or your daddy you started pouting out your lips and crying. As soon as I took you back, not a peep. Faker, faker, faker!
You follow me into the kitchen now and if you decide you want me, and I cannot get to you in time, you "cry and cry" until I look at you and talk to you. Then? Big smiles. I look away, you cry and cry. If you realize I really am not giving you the attention you so deserve and did not get for those forty-five seconds, you work up a tear and kind of lay your face on the floor with your arms stretched out in just a pool of angst and misery (unfortunately this resulted in your smacking your face on the floor for real yesterday). You are such a ham!!
While you may not cuddle, still, you will allow me to hold you for at least 5 seconds in the mornings now against my chest. People reading this will think I'm exaggerating. But really.... you may sit in my lap, but you will not lean against me or let me hold you for longer than 5 seconds for the most part. But we are getting there.... Maybe by the time you are one (not possible ever), you will have learned how to cuddle??
This is not the best months update so far, but I guess that is what happens when you procrastinate.... I sincerely hope that you do not pick up that terrible habit from me!
Getting you up in the mornings or after naps are some of my favorite parts of the day because you are SO THRILLED to see me or daddy. You smile and smile and smile. I could look at that sweet smile all the time and never get tired of it.
You love being outside in this warm spring weather and I cannot wait to see what kind of adventures we get into, both in the near future, and years down the road (I really think you will like outdoorsy things.... yikes for me). You have a little teapot that sings and talks and you stare at it and then smile whenever it says "More please" or "thaaank you!" You like long walks in the stroller and pretty much any little toy you can cram in your mouth.
You don't like solids. Don't get me wrong, you will eat about half a container of purees.... but anything with real texture repulses you. The other afternoon I gave you one teeeny, tiny Puff after you ate squash. Your eyes teared up, you shook your head, and then proceeded to vomit all of your squash right back up. We have a long way to go with that one....
Long story short, you pretty much make my world go 'round and I get fizzy, happy feelings in my veins when I think of you. You are growing so fast and I am more thankful for you every day and more certain than ever that you came at just the right time.
I love you and your infectious laughter and "scrunch" face and how you are starting to love us back so much in return.
Love,
Your biggest fan, Momma
