Letters 5 & 6

Hey Love Muffin,
Let me just say that I guess I am not one of those mothers that has the gene for sticking with an idea. Your month stickers are still in the top of your closet.... not used.

You my dear are keeping me busy! In month 5 you started babbling, finding your voice and we love it. You still HATE tummy time with a passion of 1000 fiery suns, and no matter how hard we try you just won't do it. In your 5th month, right around Thanksgiving, while watching the parade, you finally rolled over! It was so exciting, then you realized this action landed you on your most loathed tummy so you stopped. You will roll on to your side and stop there.

Month six was a hard month for you you started teething, your first two teeth (bottom front) popped through within days of each other December 16-19 and you were miserable. On top of the regular crumminess that teething brings you had an allergic reaction and an upper respiratory infection. Like I said it was a hard month for you but through the snot, cough and tears, you would smile and light up the room. This was also your first Christmas and you did wonderful! You actually did better than expected ripping the paper which made it fun for us. Santa went a little overboard considering you were only 6 months old but it was your first. We rang in the new year at your aunt and uncle's house and it was made very clear that you don't really like new places, at least to sleep.

You started your baby food and LOOOOOOOOOOOVE squash. Seriously squash is where it's at for you. You haven't liked fruit thus far just the orange veggies. You get so excited when we get you strapped in to the high chair, you kick your legs and just jabber away and smile. I knew you were ready for baby food, probably at 4 months, but we waited. I have a feeling you are going to plump up my darling.





I fall more and more in love with you each day and sometimes are just hit with this wave of disbelief and pure joy. I waited so long for you and sometimes I just think I am going to wake up from this dream and be back to trying.

Love you,
Mommy

One trait of mine I hope you didn't get

Dear Sarah,

When your Dad and I were day dreaming about who you would look like and what traits you would have, I found myself with a long list of ones I hope you didn't get.

Most were inconsequential for instance I hoped that where my butt is lacking in roundness and general "just want to grab it",I hoped, for your sake you got your fathers glorious hiney.

There were some with some seriousness about them, for one my depression. I prayed on this one, that you wouldn't have to live one day feeling like I feel on most.

The other, less dark and scary one is the ability to read too much in to things.

Today, for example, I got on twitter (its this really dumb, slightly genius, social networking websites that only gives you 140 characters to make a point- that's the genius part but also changed what # means for generations to come-the dumb part) and saw that a friend of mine had stopped following me.

It hurt, more than it should.

I automatically started to think, what did I do wrong, is she mad at me, did I say something to offend her? When the fact of the matter is  I hadn't been on twitter for a months and my account was spamming everyone.

Even with a more realistic answer like that I went in to damage control mode, made contact again and still got the sweaty palms and increased heart rate of a kid who just got caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

This is one trait of mine I hope you are not wired for.

Look on the side of reason before you get emotionally crippled by a situation.

Love you.,
Mom