Another month has gone by too quickly. It seems like just yesterday I was sitting down to write one of these for your two month birthday. What has happened this month?
You have started to sleep through the night. Whenever I say that, its as if there is a choir of angels in my head singing the “Hallelujah” chorus. Perhaps I am tempting fate by letting the world know of your excellent sleeping habits, but I want to shout it from the rooftops! MY DAUGHTER SLEEPS FOR EIGHT HOURS! Usually. Unless your father keeps you up late to watch the end of the Superbowl. Ahem.
Speaking of which, last night you sat propped up on the couch – you can sort of sit up now but you still need a bit of help staying upright – and watched most of the game with us. At first we thought that perhaps you were a Colts fan because you smiled and made happy noises when the kicked that first field goal. And then you made distressed noises when the Saints scored in the second quarter. By the end of the game, however, I was sure you were going to start saying, “Who Dat!” Oh yeah, the Saints won!
One of my favorite things to do with you is to lay curled up in bed with you next to me. We’ll be face to face and you’ll reach out your little hand and grab my nose. Or my cheek fat. Or my eye. You have even managed to pull the glasses off my face. You’ll just lay there smiling and cooing and generally being adorable. On the days when I’m not doing so well, that will always make me feel better.
Littlest peanut, last week we started dressing you in your three month clothes. I wanted to cry. You are growing up far too fast. It seems like just a few days ago you were so small that I could hold you in one arm and it wouldn’t even be difficult. I will try to savor these moments because I know you won’t be a baby forever.