Two weeks ago, you turned six months old. Your first half birthday. I intended to write this letter to you then, but you and your sister were sick, something that's been too regular of an occurrence lately, and I wanted time. Time to make sure that I could properly focus on you, in that moment when you needed me, and in this moment as I write your letter.
When I think of you, I immediately think of your bright eyes, your smile, and your soft, bubbly giggle. Your eyes light up and you get quietly excited when someone you know walks in the room. Your breath quickens, you flap your arms, you flash your two bottom teeth.
Quietly excited. That describes you through and through. You are calm, yet enthusiastic. You watch everything and everyone, and you very gently and sweetly express your pleasure with the world. Your favorite person in the universe is Bean. When she walks into the room your whole face sparkles, and you can't stop grinning. The two of you already share a special bond and my heart warms when I see the two of you touch foreheads and giggle at each other. I can't wait to see what adventures you have together.
The last six months have been a whirlwind, but each and every moment has been full. Full of love, snuggles, drool, tickles, friends, and family. I've so enjoyed the way you nuzzle into my neck, giggling when my hair tickles your face. You did this from the moment you were born, and I hope that you never ever stop. One of our favorite things to do has been to steal a Sunday afternoon nap together on the couch, you resting your head on my chest, settling into the crook of my arm.
And since you've taken to waking at 5 in the morning, we lie together in bed with Daddy while you nurse. Sometimes you stay awhile and drift back to sleep. Other times you prefer to go back to your own bed, for as much as you like to snuggle, you also like and need to have your space to rest. You've always told us when it's time to put you down.
Lately, you've been more eager than ever to MOVE. You spend hours in your bouncer jumping up and down. And just today, you pushed up on all fours in your crib. You'll be tearing up the carpet in no time! No more playtime blankies for you! You'll be all over this house!
I know that during the next six months, you'll literally crawl your way away from life as a newborn and into life as a little boy. I am so excited for you, my little baby. And I pray that we can continue to take joy in each and every moment of your full and precious little life. Blessings to you, Little Mister.
