Thursday, August 28, 2014

Five Month Letter

Milo,

My how you have really started to develop a little personality! You have certain things that you like and certain things that you don't.  You really like to watch TV. I know, I know, you shouldn't be watching TV at your age.  But, often times I turn on the TV for Cooper to watch a show while I feed you and most of the time you pay more attention to the show then Cooper does! However, you only watch it if it's baby genius - anything else and you don't even pay attention to it!

You're pretty dang good at tummy time these days and you're always rolling onto your tummy the second I lay you down.  You sleep on your tummy and you play on your tummy.  Good exercise for you neck, I guess! You hold your head up good these days and it's making you look like such a big boy!

I keep trying to get you to sit up on your own, but we're having some trouble.  You, mr. milo, do not like to bend you legs.  You're never going to sit if you don't bend your legs to help you balance! We do exercises everyday to help you bend your legs and open up your hips, but you hate them.  It's not fun for either of us, but we still do them twice a day.

Sleep, oh sleep.  Remember sleep? You used to sleep so well and now you're not very good.  You went from sleeping 9-10 hours straight to only 3 hours stretches.  You wake up multiple times during the night.  Sometimes you want to eat, but sometimes you just want to be awake and party.  Sorry son, but at 3AM it's a party for 1.  I put you in your crib and let you kick around and talk all you want until you start to get fussy. Then I go in and make you go to sleep again.  It's rather exhausting.  I think that you should probably go back to sleeping for 10 hours - it was easier on all of us!

With each passing month you are getting happier and happier.  You flash your little gummy smile at people everywhere we go! People always tell me how happy and cute you are.  I agree, you are happy and cute.  But not all the time - you are sometimes very very unhappy.  I can't always figure out what's wrong though, it's a guessing game.  Sometimes it's as simple as changing a diaper.  But then sometimes I do everything that I can possibly think of to make you feel better and it takes a good hour to hour and a half to get you calm and happy or sleeping again.

Sweet boy, I love you.  Happy baby or sad baby, I love you the same.

Love, Mom