Well, 14 months now, but who’s counting? I’ve been wanting to write about Henry’s birthday for so long, but I feel like there’s so much to write about and so much I want to remember about the first year. And … Continue reading
Since Henry is almost 4 months old, I suppose it’s time for a 3 month post.
The first 3 months went by way too fast. I got an update from an app I use letting me know that my baby is no longer a newborn. He’s an infant now. Thanks for reminding me that the days and weeks go by in a flash.
His third month has included lots of drool, lots of reaching and grabbing, and lots of sweet little giggles. Henry also had his first sleepover at Nana and Grandad’s! He moved into his room at night several weeks ago. And he had his first trip to the doctor for something other than a well visit. He was 14 lbs 9 oz at that visit, so I think he’s growing just fine. His new favorite thing is the exersaucer my brother and sister in law bought him. Oh, and he looooves watching Grey’s Anatomy with me. Every day is something new – he can reach a little bit further or stay on his tummy a little bit longer. The rate of development in the first year of a child’s life is incredible!
You know when you are just waiting for life to slow down for a bit, but it never does? That’s how I feel with Henry – I wait for the day when I feel like I’ve got this mom thing down, but he’s always changing, so I’ll probably never feel like I have it down. It’s very stretching – I like perfection and control and neither are to be achieved or attained. So, I just try to soak in every day with him and enjoy every little face and giggle – like really soak it in. I want to capture every little thing in a picture or video, but sometimes I really have to remind myself to just set the camera down and take it all in. Because this is a whole lot of amazing to take in.
2. Whole. Months. Our little guy is growing up so quickly. He’s strong and healthy. He’s cute and cuddly. And we just love him so stinkin’ much. The transition to motherhood has been hard, not bad, just hard – lots of change. I used to commute at least 45 minutes each way to work, so I was away from our house for a good chunk of time each day interacting with people. Now, I sit at home and have a one way conversation. Rarely do I shower and get ready. If I’m offered free time, I don’t even know what to go and do anymore! But, I wouldn’t trade getting to be with my boy for anything. Time with him is so sweet.
You’ve started smiling and cooing nonstop and every time I just want to cry because it’s so cute. You’re still double fisting it with breast milk and formula, and as a result you already weigh 12 lbs. 9 oz – the 75th percentile. And you’re up to 23 inches long. You’re growing so fast. Please slow down just a little. Each day you notice new things and are able to stay up for longer periods of time without getting fussy. That’s fun for me! Your eyebrow scowl is fierce, mister. You get that from your dad. I think you’re going to be a lot like him, which is good because he’s brilliant and funny and handsome. This month you started going to church – we’re praying for you to know and love Jesus. You pooped on daddy’s shirt, went to Blue Goose and hated it, and you had your shots – that wasn’t your favorite. I can put you on your play mat and you giggle at the butterflies. Just this past week you found your hands! It’s been a busy month. We love you to pieces!