Wow, has it been 3 months already? It has gone so fast! The last few months I was pregnant with you, I felt like time was never going to speed up, and now that you’re here, it wont slow down.
You’re changing a little bit every day. Some days, after you’ve taken a long nap, you wake up, and you look different than when you dropped off to sleep a few hours before. It’s amazing to see change happen like that. You’ve gone from an ambiguous little baby with a decent amount of brown hair, to a full-blown girl with long luscious eyelashes, round blue eyes, and still a decent amount of brown hair.
You are pretty happy, most of the time. You smile a lot, especially at me, your daddy and your brothers.
Sometimes, I can get you talk to me a bit. It definitely sounds like you are trying your hardest to form some words, but what is coming out, sure sounds cute. When you’re not happy, you’re pretty clear about it. You like yell a bit. And boy, have you got some healthy lungs. There have been nights when you are “stating your piece” that your dad and I have had to shut the window, for fear you’ll wake up the neighbors. Seriously.
Fortunately, Mommy and Daddy have figured out how to abate the outbursts for now. Like a true girl, it’s not the same thing every time. Sometimes your shirt is wet and cold from all your drooling (easy fix), sometimes your diaper is full (also easy to fix), sometimes you just want to see the world all around you, and sometimes you just want to be rocked to sleep (in the upright position, of course!) Mommy is hoping that all the late night rocking sessions are melting her love-handles away. Whether they are or not, there really is nothing comparable to the feeling of having a baby fall asleep in your arms.
You are a strong little thing. You’ve been supporting your weight with your legs (read: standing up while Mommy holds your wiggly self) since you were about three weeks old. You hold your head up just fine now, and have pretty good control over it.
You seem to adore your brothers. Each time one of them approaches you, your attention is solely focused on them. You smile and watch, wide-eyed, and with Drew, who is good at sitting down with you for several minutes, you will goo and gaa.
This morning, it almost sounded like you were trying to say “I love you,” to him. It’s so funny watching the concentration and effort on your face as you are trying to communicate.
I am still in awe that I have a little girl. I find myself catching my breath and fighting back emotional tears when I realize what a gift you are. I’m hoping this is something that never wears off.
Love you, sweetheart, Momma