5 months
Dear Avery,
Today you are 5 months old. I officially love you more than anything in this universe. Now, this isn't a new thing, but for the past five months I have been telling you that I love you more than anything in this world...but I'm going to have to go further and say universe.
Your dad and I have been putting you on your tummy on the ground and cheering you on as you grunt and drool and wiggle yourself across the floor in a dramatic attempt at crawling. It looks like hard work and I have to steel myself against your frustrated grunts and let you try before I sweep you up into my arms again. You are also "walking" when your dad and I hold you up. You're pretty sturdy on your feet. Sometimes I think you are just going to forget crawling altogether and just start walking.
Last week, after many weeks of drooling and suffering, two bottom teeth burst through your gums. They are the cutest and sharpest little teeth I have ever seen. How do I know how sharp they are? You like to bite my nipples when you are eating. I'm hoping its just a phase.
You are also very big and very strong. The doctor is pretty impressed with you. You are already 20 pounds and 28 inches long/tall. Of course you have always been off the charts, ever since your first checkup when we were amazed that you were gaining weight so quickly. You were holding your head up at one month old, and bouncing away happily in the Jolly Jumper by two months. People always think you are 8 or 9 months old when they see you. I must have steroids in my breast milk.
Daddy and I have adapted the "attachment parenting" philosophy. We have finally admitted that we are not going to kick you out of our bed anytime soon. Having you sleep with us has been one of the best things about having you. You are the happiest little baby in the mornings. When you wake up (around 8am thank you very much!) I move you over in to the middle of the bed so daddy can give you a back rub. You laugh and smile and fart and we all lie there letting the house warm up before getting out of bed. It is wonderful.
One of the best things about you is your laugh. You first laughed on October 10. I remember it because I was waiting for it. Since then, you laugh at almost everything daddy does. He likes to lay you down on your back and make farting noises on your tummy. You eat it up.
Oh, and you are babbling away like crazy now. You are an absolute DREAM to take out. You never cry or fuss when we go shopping with you. Daddy and I took you to our favourite Mexican restaurant the other night and you were so good. The waitress held you for awhile so I could eat and you didn't even make a peep the whole time. The only thing you don't like is the carseat, but I can't blame you for that. I would hate to be restrained in a boring old car too. You're usually okay now because I've started sitting in the back with you again.
So what else can I say except that daddy and I are in love with you and cannot imagine how we lived before you. We feel like we spent our entire lives waiting for you and finally we get to have you. When I look at your feet it makes me feel like crying sometimes because they are so cute and fat and I wish sometimes that you could stay this age forever. I love those feet.
Today, when you wake up from your nap, I'm going to see if you want to try some banana. I know we're supposed to wait until six months to try anything but I thought you might like to change things up a bit, and besides, they're organic bananas. I'll have to update this letter with your reaction. Of course, as always, we'll get tons of pictures and footage of this event.
So my sweet girl, keep growing strong and healthy. I love you tons and tons, and so does daddy. I can't wait to spend your first Christmas with you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to us.
Love,
Mum
xoxoxoxoxoxo
Today you are 5 months old. I officially love you more than anything in this universe. Now, this isn't a new thing, but for the past five months I have been telling you that I love you more than anything in this world...but I'm going to have to go further and say universe.
Your dad and I have been putting you on your tummy on the ground and cheering you on as you grunt and drool and wiggle yourself across the floor in a dramatic attempt at crawling. It looks like hard work and I have to steel myself against your frustrated grunts and let you try before I sweep you up into my arms again. You are also "walking" when your dad and I hold you up. You're pretty sturdy on your feet. Sometimes I think you are just going to forget crawling altogether and just start walking.
Last week, after many weeks of drooling and suffering, two bottom teeth burst through your gums. They are the cutest and sharpest little teeth I have ever seen. How do I know how sharp they are? You like to bite my nipples when you are eating. I'm hoping its just a phase.
You are also very big and very strong. The doctor is pretty impressed with you. You are already 20 pounds and 28 inches long/tall. Of course you have always been off the charts, ever since your first checkup when we were amazed that you were gaining weight so quickly. You were holding your head up at one month old, and bouncing away happily in the Jolly Jumper by two months. People always think you are 8 or 9 months old when they see you. I must have steroids in my breast milk.
Daddy and I have adapted the "attachment parenting" philosophy. We have finally admitted that we are not going to kick you out of our bed anytime soon. Having you sleep with us has been one of the best things about having you. You are the happiest little baby in the mornings. When you wake up (around 8am thank you very much!) I move you over in to the middle of the bed so daddy can give you a back rub. You laugh and smile and fart and we all lie there letting the house warm up before getting out of bed. It is wonderful.
One of the best things about you is your laugh. You first laughed on October 10. I remember it because I was waiting for it. Since then, you laugh at almost everything daddy does. He likes to lay you down on your back and make farting noises on your tummy. You eat it up.
Oh, and you are babbling away like crazy now. You are an absolute DREAM to take out. You never cry or fuss when we go shopping with you. Daddy and I took you to our favourite Mexican restaurant the other night and you were so good. The waitress held you for awhile so I could eat and you didn't even make a peep the whole time. The only thing you don't like is the carseat, but I can't blame you for that. I would hate to be restrained in a boring old car too. You're usually okay now because I've started sitting in the back with you again.
So what else can I say except that daddy and I are in love with you and cannot imagine how we lived before you. We feel like we spent our entire lives waiting for you and finally we get to have you. When I look at your feet it makes me feel like crying sometimes because they are so cute and fat and I wish sometimes that you could stay this age forever. I love those feet.
Today, when you wake up from your nap, I'm going to see if you want to try some banana. I know we're supposed to wait until six months to try anything but I thought you might like to change things up a bit, and besides, they're organic bananas. I'll have to update this letter with your reaction. Of course, as always, we'll get tons of pictures and footage of this event.
So my sweet girl, keep growing strong and healthy. I love you tons and tons, and so does daddy. I can't wait to spend your first Christmas with you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to us.
Love,
Mum
xoxoxoxoxoxo
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