I have re-written this letter a few times, trying to decide what exactly I want these to be. At first I thought: oh! I will update everyone on everything that is going on in the last month. But it gets harder and harder as you get older and learn and grow more. And then I can't decide what to leave out, and what to put in a regular post versus just write my love and dad's love for you....so basically I will just lay out what is in my heart, what my joys and hopes are for you and thoughts I have as you grow.....so basically, they will be pretty cheesy....Hold on to your hats, people.
Daddy spends Mondays with you, and although you gave him a run for his money that first Monday, you guys are the best pals now. Daddy spent two whole weeks with you around Christmas and had a blast reading books, playing with blocks and Dad even taught you your first trick: Grabbing Things! He called me and said "Birdman has a new trick!" and I was so excited all day to see what it was! And then you were Grabbing Things. I was so proud of you!! I will probably pee my pants when you start walking...
You have started to grab things on purpose, suck on your fingers/fist/anything within range, you do really well with tummy time and you started to LAUGH!!! Your laugh is THE BEST baby laugh in all the land. A good game of Peek A Boo will really get you going and it warms my heart when you smile when I come home from work!
Sometimes I wonder how my heart can fit so much love into it. I look at you, your little baby mullet, or wide bright eyes, your smile, I listen to your laugh, and pinch your chubby little thighs and think about how much I love you. And how much I love your Dad, and how much I love our little family, which you made complete, and how much I love listening to you sleep, and how much I love hugging you and holding you and watching you learn, and I think: Can my heart take much more? My life and heart are full.