Dear Cutest Henry-
You turned three months old last week. THREE MONTHS!! And boy, oh boy, are you the cutest thing we’ve seen in a long time!
You have started babbling and squealing and it melts my heart every single time. And I just can’t get enough of that smile.
You are also more aware of your surroundings. When I’m putting you to sleep, I try to avoid eye contact because if our eyes meet, you forget all about being tired and just break out into this huge grin. But sometimes I just can’t resist.
You have also, truth be told, given me a headache or two this month. We transitioned to one less feeding a day, but in the days before I figured out that was the problem, there was a lot of screaming. From both of us. You screamed, I tried 678 things to figure out why you were screaming, and then I’d scream. Not at you, of course. You were all “Mom, I don’t need any more food!!” And I was all “But you normally eat now!!”
So, long story short, I took out a feeding, which, in turn, stretched out the time in between feedings and you are a much happier little guy. And I’m a much happier Mama.
You’re still sleeping like a champ at nights, which is good because I need all the energy I can muster to power through your lack of sleep during the day. But that’s another blog for another day.
Other than those little bumps in the road, life with you is just peachy.
Claire asks me at least once a day “Mom, isn’t he just the cutest baby ever??” I always agree with the exception of her and Grace. You are all three so different and so perfect in my eyes.
This month you finally started smiling at Grace, which you hadn’t really done yet — mostly because she doesn’t have the patience to sit still long enough that you can make eye contact. But the moment you shared that smile with her, she broke out into an ear-to-ear grin.
Every once in awhile I catch myself just staring at you in total awe and I count my lucky stars every single day that I get to love you.