My Growing Baby

Dear Ash,

People always say, "Wow, she's so small!"

But then I look at you and think, Man, she's getting big! 

Two months. You are already two months old. Was it really that long ago that you were born? You're about ten pounds now, and 22 inches long. You're pretty low in the percentiles for your age, but to me, you've just grown and grown. You are growing really healthily, though, and you still eat all the time. I don't mind though. When I miss a feeding, because someone is watching you, I actually miss getting the chance to feed you. There's something special about those moments.

I was looking through Facebook pictures of you today. You were so, so small when we brought you home. I can't believe how fast you're growing. It makes me want to cry.

You grin all the time now, I can't get over how cute that is.

You still love being on the floor where you can kick your legs and move your arms without anything getting in the way, but you're starting to like sitting up and walking around. I think that's because your vision is improving. And let me tell you, you love to look around at everything.

You're getting better at tummy time--pretty soon here I think you're going to roll over--but you still hate it. It doesn't take long before you start crying like you're gonna die unless I roll back onto your back.

You love your baths now. You grin and grin at me while you're in the water. Sometimes you'll be fussy, but then I'll set you on the floor in the bathroom and turn on the bath water and instantly, you're happy again. Of course, you hate getting out. I think it's too cold for you, poor baby. We try to get it as warm as possible, but it's hard. And you get really mad.

You're also starting to sleep longer at night. This is a really good thing for mommy. Usually I'll put you down between 8:00 and 8:30. I'll "dreamfeed" you at 10:00, unless you wake up (which, by the way, you usually do). Then you'll sleep until about 3:00 or 3:30. One day, you slept past 4:00! Then you'll sleep again until between 6:30 and 7:30. Of course, this week's been rough, because we've been in Vernal. It's been hard on you. Every night, you sleep worse than the night before. I can't wait till we get home and you sleep well again. I'm sure you feel the same.

Today is Christmas Eve. You're too little to be excited for tomorrow morning, but it won't be long until you understand the magic that comes with Christmas. I hope I can help you understand just how truly special this holiday is, and how special the reason for this holiday is. I know that we'll have lots of fun together in the years to come, doing all our Christmas traditions.

Love, 

Mom