Forrest was three months old on Halloween. THREE MONTHS! I’m sure I’ve said this before but I can’t believe how fast this time is going, and how fast Forrest is growing – physically, mentally, and personality-wise. I haven’t been good at documenting his days other than the (knock on wood) occasional diaper disaster and his monthly birthdays (one and two) …but there are a few things I need to share before I forget. Like Erin does (found recently via Shutterbean) – how sweet are these letters to her Bee? Looks like little Bee is just slightly older than Forrest and I can tell you, as I read each of these letters I found myself smiling and nodding and “yes!”-ing a lot, because Forrest has done many of the same things and I have felt many of the same things… Since Bee is older, I now know what to look forward to. = )
Cute #1 – For several weeks now Forrest has been in love with the Great Booby Light in the sky – we have those boob-like ceiling fixtures in the Nursdio, and in the spare room where the downstairs changing area is. One day I noticed that when I lay him down to change him he would look up at that light, get this huge smile, and often start talking and cooing at the Great Booby. When he’s fussy I can sometimes direct his gaze to the Great Booby and he will stop the fussy and start the smiling. Now when we’re nursing in the Nursdio he’ll get distracted by the Great Booby and forget about the lunch bags, the stinker. It’s the sweetest thing.
Slightly Scary #1 – I thought for a couple weeks that my little guy already had Night Terrors. Starting about his 2 month birthday I would put him down for a nap and a few minutes later he would suddenly be screaming. His little body was rigid, arms and legs straight out and face red, eyes wide open and staring… makes me shudder. It would happen sometimes when he seemed to be wide awake, too. Luckily he was easy to calm down with a snuggle and lots of soothing pats and noises but for a week or so there I was SO tense and worried that he would “freak out” again that he wasn’t sleeping well and I wasn’t relaxing or sleeping either one. The screams were horrible, especially for a little guy who really only cries when he’s hungry. That phase seems to be over, thank the Great Booby!
Cute #2 – The love he already has for Daddy. All it takes is seeing Daddy to put a huge gummy grin on his face, especially when Daddy rubs his head and talks to him and makes all the funny little noises. Daddy is pretty cool in Forrest’s book (and Mommy’s). Daddy likes to talk to Forrest while he’s nursing – smiling while nursing was pretty cute until Stop That #1 below started…Daddy also gets in trouble with Mommy for riling up the baby when he should be calming down for a nap, when all Daddy is doing is talking to the little guy, but I wouldn’t change that love for a minute.
Stop That #1 – This is a new one: nursing away then suddenly throwing his head to the side WHILE STILL LATCHED ON. I’m not made of elastic, kid. Stop that! I even had to turn the TV off while nursing because he really wanted entertainment with his dinner but the TV was behind him OUCH!
Cute #3 – Weekend mornings when we’re all sleeping in I will start to hear his little voice Aaah-ing from down the hall, clearly saying “I’m awake, where are you guys?” It’s not crying, just calling. When I go in to get him I’m greeted with a smile and a wiggle and sometimes a babble too. And then he lets me know he’s hungry and we’re off for the day.
Cute #4 – When Forrest was a little guy in the 6-10ish week stage he would basically stand in my lap while I burped him between boobies, kicking one leg and letting me know “I don’t need to burp I need to EAT lady!” until I settled him back down. He’s pretty much stopped doing that so I’m not sure if I’m feeding him better or he’s become lazy…
This play toy from Aunt Sherwood Kathy is too big for him but he did discover he could kick like mad at one point and he was off to the races. Right now his toes barely touch the ground so it was perfect. = )
Ongoing Mommy Realizations – I don’t have to fear the crying. I will have milk for him when he needs it. There’s no terror in a baby awake in the car. Putting him in childcare while I work didn’t kill either one of us, he still knows and loves me and Matt, and they’re not teaching him bad habits (yet?). I will love this person with all my heart till the day I die; I may not always like him or agree with him, but I will ALWAYS love him.