You turned three months old last Friday, and MAN are you getting fun.
All dressed up.
For most of your third month I was still home on maternity leave with you, smelling your sweet head, holding hands with you while you nurse (my favorite thing ever) and napping with you in the big bed (my other favorite thing ever).
Grandpa and Grandma Fisher visited again, and you continued to charm the pants off both of them. Grandma Fisher was particularly good at getting you to "talk" back and forth with her, something you then started doing with me all day every day. I fear for your toddler hood when you have words and questions and non-stop talking. Right now it is super cute though.
Ricky continues to watch over you, particularly enjoying sitting on the play mat with you as you learn to grab and pull on the dangling toys. I suspect this will stop the moment you learn to grab and pull on his tail.
You've become a first-class thumb sucker, self-soothing yourself back to sleep when you wake in the middle of the night. I still don't sleep through the night, but I'm hopeful that you'll become a better sleeper than I am.
We spent the last month taking walks, running errands, and visiting both Mama and Mommy's offices to meet a lot of coworkers and friends.
CPA: the third generation?
You are busier than ever, constantly kicking and waving your arms around. I have a lot of pictures of you with blurred limbs as you excitedly "dance" at the camera.
Mama is on a quest for all things Very Hungry Caterpillar.
Early in your third month, just days after turning two months old, you were following toys with your eyes as long as we didn't move too quick. Now, at three months, you take in SO MUCH MORE it's hard to believe. You watch everything we do, have no trouble tracking objects (or me) moving around you, and are just getting so darn BIG and SMART and wow. It really does happen fast.
OMG GIANT BUG!!!
You continue to be a mellow baby, hardly ever fussing. If you get a little whiney all I have to do is nurse you and BOOM, you are calm and/or asleep. Magic baby. I hope your laid back attitude lasts as long as possible.
You started daycare three days before you turned three months old, and of course your teachers love you. Every day I go in to pick you up and get glowing reports of how sweet and snuggly and smiley you were. You have won over every teacher in the place. The day you turned three months old you had the full attention of two teachers AND the center director as I walked out of the building. Quite the charmer.
I don't know why, it isn't like you're cute or anything.
Even though I know you are happy and cared for, it has been so, so hard to leave you there each day. I miss you terribly the whole time I'm gone away to work, and I wish more than anything that I could find a way to stay home with you a while longer. But life doesn't work like that, and I suppose we need to continue to be able to buy groceries and pay rent and such, so to work I go. But I'm thinking of you nearly every minute, my little monkey baby. I love you more than anything. Happy three month birthday!
Love,
Mama
