My darling, my heart. 7 months old now.
You have grown from a tiny infant into an active baby in what feels like a single breath.
You have grown from a tiny infant into an active baby in what feels like a single breath.
You eat well and sleep well. You're calm and content. I'm not sure what I did to deserve a third "easy baby", but everyday I am thankful.
You don't mind playing independently and are happy to sit at my feet while I make the big boys lunch or do the dishes. Your patience actually stirs up feelings of guilt inside me. You seem to know that I need a second set of arms, so you give me a break...like, "Mom, don't worry about me, I can wait." every time I need to set you down to juggle requests from your older brothers. You rarely protest and that makes my job as momma so much easier.
Recently, your bottom teeth began working their way in and it's been taking a toll on you the past few days. Getting smiles from you has been a struggle (as seen above!). I can tell they're really bothering you and I'm hoping that means they're close to breaking through the surface so we can get this over with. Seeing you not act like yourself makes my heart hurt.
You've been quite the wiggle worm too. You spend most of your time trying to figure out how to get going. Rolling, reaching, pushing up and kicking like a wild man. I think you'll be mobile way before I'm ready.
Fletcher,
All of our lives are fuller with you in it. You have added so much to our family. The brothers remain enchanted. As do your momma and dada.
Fletcher,
All of our lives are fuller with you in it. You have added so much to our family. The brothers remain enchanted. As do your momma and dada.
My whole heart,
Momma
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