Saturday, October 30, 2010

Two Months Old

Dear Will,

I really need to write these letters more promptly. But it's time you realized this about your mother: I'm a bit of a procrastinator and I tend to take on way to much.

Case and point: I'm sitting at the library right now attempting to write your two month letter before you turn three months, when I should be working on any of the three papers I have due for my graduate program in two weeks. But I digress. More about you, less about me.

This might come out wrong, but sometimes I can't believe you're only two months old. In many ways, it feels like you've been a part of our lives forever. Though Mama still fondly recalls some of the perks of our pre-you life (like sleeping and seeing our friends), I can no longer imagine a world without you in it.

In the last month, you've shown much more interest in your surroundings. You love the mobiles over your changing table and crib. You stare intently at faces, and have a near obsession with ceiling fans.

Miraculously, your colic has started easing a bit. You can still wail with the best of 'em, but we're definitely seeing an improvement. Recently, on a particularly fussy day when I was starting to think that motherhood might not be for me, you actually smiled. Smiled. Be still my heart, you are just the cutest thing on earth. Every fussy day, dirty diaper and spit-up on shirt were suddenly totally worth it.

You love bath time, which we now do every night as part of your bedtime routine. You splish splash in the warm water and always look surprised when I gently pour water over your head. I love to wrap you in your froggy towel when we're done, my snug little bug.

You still have that incredible baby smell. I know I should put you in your crib more when you sleep, but I just love to hold you and breathe in your baby-ness.

You're my snoozy boy, sleeping on and off all day and night. At most, you sleep for about three hours at a time. This is particularly hard overnight (though you don't seem to mind). Daddy and I are tired, but hanging in there. I'm amazed by how little sleep we can function on. But do us a solid and try and sleep just a little bit longer between the hours of 10:00 p.m. and 6:00 a.m.

This is the month that I would have gone back to work. Though I miss my co-workers and the stimulation of the office, I can't imagine having to leave you every day. You're my little buddy, and I'm grateful to be able to spend my days with you.

I love you always.


Thursday, October 21, 2010

On being a stay-at-home mom

Some days being a stay-at-home mom is really tough. The baby cries all day. I change more diapers than I can count. I don't talk to an adult until Ben gets home.

But other days, being a stay-at-home mom is simply awesome. Like today. Will and I snuggled in bed for an hour. He gazed up at me while he ate his bottle. We read books and sang songs. He giggled as I kissed his fingers. We practiced standing, reaching and grabbing. He smiled over and over again.

And that makes it all worth it.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

What we've been up to

Remember when I had time to blog? Oh yeah, that was back when I got 8 hours of sleep a night and had a social life.

Will has been a busy boy lately. We've been traveling a ton. In the past three weeks we've been to southern Wisconsin and upper Michigan for weddings. And this Saturday we're spending the day in Door County.

Tuckered out from all that activity.

At my dear friend's wedding outside of Dodgeville, Will got to meet his future BFF Milo (when your moms are BFFs and you're born within three months of one another, it pretty much guarantees you too will be BFFs).

Lil' buddies, rocking their stripes.

Then uncle Andy and aunt Mandy got married in Rapid River, Michigan. Will was one of 17 guests present, so he felt pretty special to be involved. He had a fly little outfit just for the occassion.

Voted second best dressed (after the bride).

Fair warning: blogging probably won't become more regular until a) Will miraculously starts sleeping through the night or b) winter break. Stay-at-home parenting and graduate school are keeping me pretty busy, and I still need to make time for running (my first post-baby 5K is in 6 weeks), mindless TV watching, and eating. Priorities people, priorities.