You are three months old, and you've got three new achievements. First, you have figured out how to roll over, and now you do it almost every time I lay you down. Sometimes it's fine, and sometimes it means you end up with a mouthful of dog hair before I can move you back onto a blanket. I've even seen you start to move your legs like you're going to crawl. You're good at holding your head up, but you haven't figured out how to roll back over on to your back, so eventually you get tired and start complaining until we help you.
The second trick you've started doing is reaching for things. When I hold my hand up you grab for my fingers. You haven't grabbed any toys yet. I'm not sure if that's because you're suspicious of them, or because you just didn't grab them when I held them out. Your third trick is related to this one: you found your toes. You haven't quite stuffed them all in your mouth yet, but I'm sure it's just a matter of time.
Selfishly, I was hoping your achievement for the month would be sleeping through the night, but you clearly had other plans. You're getting bigger, of course, sometimes noticeably day by day. Your features are becoming more defined, although you still make funny squishy expressions with your mouth. Your eyes are still blue. I wonder how many months I'll write something like that because I'll still be surprised that they haven't changed to brown.
You make a lot more sounds, now. You laugh and coo and talk to us. You get annoyed when we leave you alone for too long, and instead of crying you'll make these annoyed sounding conversation noises. When you're tired, you make a noise kind of like a cross between a monkey and a harmonica. It makes me laugh.
This month you managed to develop one part of your schedule. You are napping pretty consistently between 9am and 10am. You usually nap in the late afternoon, but that's not quite as predictable as the morning yet. You are still waking me up around 2am and around 5am, but you're getting better at being asleep by 10pm, so that's been nice.
You have had a couple of episodes of upset tummy. It's always hard because you can't tell us what you're feeling, and there's only so much we can do for you anyway. Mostly, we try to keep you upright, but sometimes that has dubious results. The other night, Dad had just finished giving me a haircut when we heard you crying. So he went to comfort you while I jumped in the shower. I came downstairs just in time to watch you spit up all over him. It was a good thing he was getting in the shower next.
It's become more natural now to think that I have two kids. It may not make sense to you, because you won't have known anything other than our family as it is now. But for Dad and I, our family changed drastically when Corbin was born, and again now that you're here. It takes the brain a little while to catch up with the reality of the situation some times. But a couple of times this month I've just been overwhelmed by how glad I am that you're part of our family.
Love,
Mom
Happy Father's Day!
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