Dear Moses,
You've officially been out of my belly for as long as you were in, which is crazy to me. Time is flying by! I wish I could bottle you up and keep you just like this forever because you're as sweet as can be. Your personality is getting more and more fun all the time. You've started dancing whenever music is playing. You bounce your little body up and down with a serious look on your face like you're really into it. It's hilarious. Tonight, you waved bye-bye for the first time! Your dad was taking you up to your room to get you in your pajama's for bedtime and you waved bye-bye to Grandma Janie, who was over. It was quick and you wouldn't repeat it, but it was very clear and deliberate the one time you did it. You had a big grin on your face and were very proud of yourself, probably because we made such a fuss over it.
You still just have two itty bitty teeth, both of which are incredibly sharp. You playfully bit me while nursing about a week ago, and broke the skin. Now every time when your nurse, the wound re-opens and bleeds. Not fun! It seems like it's taking forever to heal. I wince every time you latch on. I would never give up nursing you though, no matter how much pain I was in. I love it so much. I love feeling your heavy, warm body against mine and feeling you get limp as you fall asleep while you eat. It's the sweetest feeling in the entire world. I can hardly accept that you're my last baby I ever get to nurse and the thought of it makes me tear up every time I think about it. I might have to nurse you until you're five just to cope, emotionally. Sorry!
You can't crawl yet but you sure wish you could. It's actually been hard lately because I can tell that you're frustrated that you can't make your body do what you want it to do. You want to crawl around, explore, and be more mobile, but I basically have to just set you on the floor and leave you there with a few toys around you. You get bored and fussy easily. I feel like I don't know what to do with you all day. I alternate between holding you, sitting you up, and laying you on your belly. When you're sitting up, you can pivot in 360 degree circles and when you're laying down, you can pivot and even scoot yourself backwards. But you haven't figured out how to get up on your hands and knees yet. You love to stand supported up against something like the couch, a chair, the fireplace mantle, etc. You're getting steadier every day but you're definitely still wobbly enough that I would never leave you standing without supervision.
Your appetite this past month has been ravenous! You will eat anything, anywhere, anytime. I love watching your tiny little mouth gumming your food while you drool everywhere. It's so adorable. You've gotten in this habit lately where you love to rub whatever you're eating into your hair. I'm talking all through your hair- the front, back, and sides. It drives me nuts! I usually end up having to wash it with dish soap at the kitchen sink after most meals. Lots of eating means lots of poop! You poop at least three times a day, sometimes even four or on a really bad day, five. It's so gross!
You've been waking up super early these days, usually between 5:30-6:30 a.m. Your dad has been amazing and has been waking up with you in the mornings while I sleep in. He feels bad for me because I'm still nursing you in the night, so he takes the early morning shift. Because you're up so early, you are usually dying for a nap by like 7:30 or 8:00 a.m. I hardly even count that nap as a nap but more like an extension of your nighttime sleep. You then take another nap around 11:30 a.m. or noon and another around 4:00 or 4:30 p.m.
Your hair is getting long, flat, and wispy. You really need to get it cut but I'm putting it off as long as possible because I know it's going to make you look like such a big boy and I don't know if my mama heart is ready for that! I want you to be my little baby as long as possible! But I'm getting close to being ready for the hair cut because it's starting to drive me nuts every time I look at you.
You say mama all day long and have started calling for me when you wake up from your naps. I can hear you on the baby monitor yelling, "Ma ma ma ma ma!" over and over. It melts my heart!
Mo Mo, you're so much fun. I love hanging out with you all day. I love your two little teeth, but big cheesy grin, and your happy attitude. You bring so much joy to my life! I feel so incredibly blessed to have another healthy, happy little boy to take care of!
Love forever and ever,
Mama
Weight: 21 lbs, 4 oz (77th percentile)
Height: 29 inches (77th percentile)
Head Circumference: 18.7 inches (98th percentile)
