This month I am running behind. I don't have any real excuses, I am not on my 'A' game. You on the other hand are moving forward at the speed of light.
I measured you recently and it appears that you are 24 inches... I could be wrong- but if that is true, that would mean a HUGE growth spurt since last month. I might take you in to see Dr. Jane just for a weight and growth check, just to see. You seem to be excelling in all ways. Developmentally, you are way ahead of the game- doing things that many babies at your age cannot or have not done. You love to stand, and have been doing so since you were about 6 weeks old. Most often you prefer standing to sitting, though you also love to lay on the ground (or in your play pen) and kick up a storm. You have not quite figured out crawling or rolling over just yet but it is awfully early for both. You get on that tummy and you try VERY hard, kicking your legs and looking around with your head up nice and high- but it makes you very tired and then you throw a fit.
It seems in the last week, you have become interested in the things around you. Yesterday you found your toes, and occasionally you catch a look at your hands and furrow your brow as you contemplate their finger-y-ness. Everything that you can get in your mouth goes there- usually it is just your hands, my hands, or a blanket. Your fine motor skills are still developing and I clapped eagerly yesterday when you grabbed a black and white link-ring and brought it to your mouth.
I guess yesterday was a big day because you also started showing major signs of teething- like biting the mamma! For comfort, I made a boob-cycle using frozen breastmilk and a clean baby sock. You seemed happy and relieved to chew on a sock full of frozen boobjuice... Another proud moment I will be sure to tell your future suitors about.
I do a lot of clapping and laughing out loud. You seem to like it now, but I imagine in about 16 years you will read this and be thankful I have stopped clapping at every achievement, or perhaps you will be praying that I will stop embarrassing you with my bursting thunderlaugh. Too bad, I believe laughter should bubble up from inside and effervesce into a froth of joy and mirth. Hopefully someday you will feel the same.
And finally, my happiest moment as a mother (thus far) happened yesterday. YOU laughed out loud. Until this point, you have gurgled, cooed, and giggled sweetly. Lately your coos have become longer, more strung together and coupled with new facial expressions- it is like you are telling a story or asking a question.
However your laugh is quite possibly the most beautiful sound I have ever heard. I wish I could describe it, but there are no words that can accurately depict the magical sound chiming from your wee faerie lips. In that one moment (at 6:12 pm 8/8/07) I was in the presence of the divine.
You my child, are full of all the love and life and hope and promise that make this life worth living.
Thank you again for being part of my life. I am unendingly lucky.
Love,
The Mamma
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