Dear Little Mister:
High five-- you are five months old today! Actually, you are five months and some change as I am writing this over the course of a few weeks. Winter of 2015 is no joke! Seriously kid, I wonder if one of your first words is going to be any of the following: snow, shoveling, ice, white, cold, leak, repair, shit! We have been inside a lot and have gone on "walks" around the house where we stop at each window to look at the view. There is a lot of snow, ice dams, and people using snow blowers or shovels to clear driveways and cars. Daddy has gotten more tone as he is outside a lot to try to get ahead of the snow.
Over the past few weeks, we had to shuffle our sleeping arrangements. Our original plan was for you to share a room with your sister. We thought things were going well until you stopped sleeping through the night. We came up with a plan B which was that you would sleep in the guest room in a pack and play. This was going well until we had a major leak in our guest room ceiling. We have yet to have a week in February with no snow predicted, so the ice dams we have been trying to break and melt are not going anywhere for awhile. We will likely be without that room for a few more weeks. Big sigh!
You are a champ at being flexible or rather you can wake up multiple times a night no matter where you are sleeping. We put you back in your sister's room and you are waking up a lot. She comes to sleep in our bed if she gets up while one of us sleeps in her bed in the same room as you. I told your Dad that I wish we had splurged for a fancier mattress for her as my back hurts when it is my turn to share a room with you :) Both Daddy and I feel so cranky when we hear you crying in the middle of the night. After a few minutes of snuggling with you, seeing you smile, and watching you relax completely as you go back to sleep, I feel happy again. I also know that I am lucky for this opportunity to be your mom and help you thrive.
With all the snow cancellations, I appreciate our weekly outings so much more. I was not sure how much you were getting out of our weekly book babies adventure as you are by far the youngest. However, when we returned after a snow break, you started smiling and babbling as soon as we got into the room. You were all smiles to the other babies, parents, and the librarian. I wanted to cheer too because being out of the house felt so good! When we returned to yoga, you were all smiles and cute noises to the teacher, the other moms, and the other kids. When people were talking and not looking at you, you protested which just made everyone laugh. Without realizing it, we have made a community. Even though I do not really talk with the other parents or kids much, you and I are part of something bigger. I want you to have connections and feel delighted when you see people, no matter how old you become, and I am going to try to socialize more to make that happen for you. You may find this hard to believe, but sometimes I feel shy and overcome with the challenge of making new friends. However, I am committed to taking small steps and being brave for you. I started with small talk at book babies. After yoga last week, I went out to lunch with two moms and their kids who are just about two weeks older and younger than you. We had so much fun!
You are able to sit in your bumbo seat which has opened up a world of possibilities. Suddenly, you can sit on the floor while we are sorting clothes, folding laundry. You help me fulfill my dream of having a cooking show while being an attentive audience as I describe the process of cooking dinner. You also enjoy looking at yourself in the mirror. It is so fun to watch you admire yourself and laugh hysterically when you see your reflection.
You are starting to reach for things and people. You are making your preferences known by either babbling or lunging yourself towards an object. We noticed that you have started reaching for your sister when she is close to you. Once you get her shirt, hair, or arm, you start babbling and then laughing hysterically. She enjoys performing for you-- jumping, singing, talking, screaming, all for the chance to see you smile and hear you laugh. She is not the only one. You are rapidly acquiring an adoring public, including your dad and me, who all work hard for the chance to make you happy. Even though I have accomplished a bit in my professional life, my biggest achievement is making you, your sister, and daddy happy.
I love you!