5 month letter

Dear baby girl,

 5 months wow.  I can’t believe it has been 5 months (and a day by the time this posts!) since you landed squirming and crying on my chest.  5 months since we locked eyes and became a team.  5 months of breastfeeding, which warms my heart that we’ve made it so long, and it makes the heartache and annoyance of pumping worth it.  You love breastfeeding.  You completely relax and let go when you are snuggled up close to me.  I have to admit, I love it too.  I love that you get excited to see me, that you NEED me, and that I can calm you down so easily.  It makes the other trials of motherhood worth it to know I can be your number one.

In the last month, your sleep has been a mystery to me, and well let’s be honest, it has been a mystery since day 1.  You were doing well with going down between 7 and 8 and waking around 3ish and then 5 or 6ish and anywhere between 7 and 9 for the day.  Now you seem to be going down close to 7 and waking around the time we go to bed.  Usually, right when I fall asleep I hear you calling to me.  Then you’ve been good til about 4 am or so.  Then you are up for the day around 7:15 or 7:45.

 HOWEVER, you’ve started scooting like a mad woman and that wakes you up an awful lot because you bang your dang head into your crib.  Your dad and I restart you at the starting line (one end of the crib) and you always seem to finish at the finish line far too soon for my sleep habits! I try to move you back whenever I walk by because I would really like to sleep a full night.  Soon.  Please.

 You love to stand and play in your bounce about.  And you love to shove anything into your mouth.  Pacifiers, your dinosaur from The Wooden Quail, the poor butterfly on your bounce about, your fingers, other people’s fingers.  If it gets close, it goes into your mouth. 

dont mind the fact that her life jacket was on wrong.. whoops



 You have been going strong on boobie milk for 5 months now.  I think you are about ready to start solids and we may try that this weekend.  Eeek.  I’m so excited and so nervous.  You are growing up.

 You also like to roll around like a fool and hold your head up and look all around.  You are kind of nosy to put it mildly.  This makes napping a very rare occurrence.  I promise you they are good.

 You took your first trip to the pumpkin farm and your first boat ride. You’ve found your toes and your voice. 

 Your sweet loud high pitched voice.  I hope in the future you will use your voice just as loudly as you do now.  Don’t let anyone give you crap baby girl, you are strong, beautiful, smart and one heck of a hell raiser.  You are my daughter.

 Love,

Mom