Five Months

Dear Peanut,

Last night I looked through the pictures from the day you were born. You seem like an entirely different person now, and you almost look like an entirely different person. It’s hard to believe that scrawny little squish that couldn’t hold his head up is now the giggly chunker that rolls around the house. Sometimes I miss that little tiny guy and get excited for when baby #2 will come and I can have another newborn, but I wouldn’t change your hilarious and silly five month personality for anything.

Yesterday I was taking on the daily challenge of feeding you solids. After trying peas and getting rejected, I tried cereal and got rejected. You turned up your nose to avacados, so we finally tried bananas. I was feeding it to you in my tiny purple anthropologie bowl, which you found completely enthralling. If I put the bowl on your high chair tray, you put all your energy into reaching that bowl. If hid it in my lap and you strained to see over the tray. Finally I let you hold the bowl and then you contentedly ate all the banana. Hmm…I wonder where you get that stubborn personality.

The older you get, the more wiggly you get. I’m constantly having images in my head of you being three years old, and the amount of endless energy I’m sure you’ll have. It makes me tired just thinking about it. But in the mean time, I’m enjoying every tired moment when the wiggling stops and the cuddling begins; when you can’t even keep your head up and just pass out in my arms. Despite my concerns about forming bad habits of falling asleep in my arms, I can’t help but let you do it every once in a while because, like my friend said, “love is never a bad habit.”

You’re my sunshine, little dude.

Love, Mommy


  1. Packrat says:

    Cuddling is not spoiling. 🙂

  2. Brit says:

    This is the CUTEST picture of him EVER!!! LOVE IT!!!

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