Dear Chase (3 months)
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Hi Mr. Man,
You turned three months old about three days ago...and if you know me and threes you'll know this is a good thing! You've turned a corner, my friend, you have you have. You are awake more and not crying, you are happy and smiling...you still have your moments, but the end is in sight! You still love to be swaddled and sleep almost always in your swing, but we have hit some MAJOR developments. You like the ring sling...facing out, but you like it. You can nurse lying down finally and only cry when you are done if your swaddle is too loose instead of always at the end of the feeding. You're growing and changing and cooing and talking and telling me stories during all of your awake time now and it brings back so many memories of your sister and all of her babbling.
It's hard for you not being the oldest, already at such a young age you have to compromise. Sometimes I know you're tired and need me to put you to sleep by bouncing on the exercise ball, but Emmie needs to go peepee or Emmie needs a snack and you have to wait because if I don't meet her needs she'll eventually scream and holler which will make you scream and holler so I've determined I'm better off letting you cry for 20 seconds while getting her on the potty and then calming you down instead of getting you both all hot and bothered. So, I apologize that you were not the first, but you are just as loved!!
When you wake up first thing in the morning you no longer screech to be changed to picked up, you thump your legs and grunt and make noise until I prop myself up, look you in the eye, and say, "Hi Chase!!" To which you give the most adorable wide open grin. You love to blow bubbles and sit in your bumbo and gaze up at your big sister...I can see it in your eyes that you look up to her already and I'm hoping that even though it is hard now because you both need me so much that in the future you'll have each other to play with, fight with, snuggle with, joke with, laugh with, and live with...while you are little and even when you are old and decrepit and I am gone.
So...lets talk about the bottle. You hate hate hated it from the start--gagging on it at 3 hours old--but little man, mommy needs to go to work once a week to make some money so that we can afford things like you bouncy seats, amby bed, clothes, food, ya know, stuff we need....so I set you up in the care of one of your grammies who LOVE you and you give them a hard time and refuse to eat for hours on end (9 I think was the longest when you were most stubborn) until....I buy you a bottle that looks like a boob!? I know you are a boob man, but c'mon, you didn't like the $19 glass Born Free bottle? You know what, beggars can't be choosers and if you like the Adiri bottle then you can have it as long as you eat...I don't mind leaving someone with a cranky baby, but I feel awful leaving them with a baby that is cranky because he is starving....it breaks mommy's heart. So, keep up the good work with that Adiri bottle and all will be well in the world.
I don't have too much more to say because you love to sleep...a lot...and I only really get to visit with a happy awake Chase for an hour or two in the morning, an hour or two in the middle of the day, and hour or two in the afternoon and then it is off to sleep again....
I'm so excited to get to know your personality more now that you are turning into Mr. Happy!! Keep growing, keep smiling, and we'll keep loving you from now until forever!!
Love,
Mommy
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