11/17/2008 My littlest guy, There are so many things I want to tell you, I don't know where to start.
I am lying on the couch right now - its late, or early...it depends who you ask. you are laying at my feet, in your Moses Basket, asleep, finally. You are having another tough night, coughing and wheezing, your poor little teethies hurt too. Yup, finally you are asleep. I have to admit you are probably a little to big for that basket, but we didn't have much of an option.
I love you more than words can tell. I see your little face and my world just lights up, my heart is full when you smile at me, when you grab for me, hug me.
You are just over eight months - and what an exciting eight months it has been. You have kept us on our toes, with reflux and asthma and all sorts of gooey ickiness the first few months, but we have been blessed and you are healthier and stronger daily.
The milestones that you have reached have started to astound us. My littlest guy, you try so hard to keep up with the big guy you share a room with. You crawl after him like a pro, stand with him at the activity tables, and generally try to follow whereever he may lead. You have decided that you want to start eating as well...I must say it is about time, you had me worried (that's just the type of Mommy I am). For months we tried, you choked, gagged, spit and puke, finally a couple of weeks ago, you decided that this food thing wasn't so bad after all, now we can't feed you fast enough.
I feel like it was just yesterday that you first noticed your hand, you were enterained just watching your fingers squiggle in front of your face, today you are entertained by the Little People Barn, you love making the cows moo, and the pigs oink. Not so long ago you greeted me with a sweet gummy smile, today you have two sweet little pearly whites poking through.
I love you more than you could ever know and I can't imagine our family without you.