A letter to my five-month-old Baby

Dear Luke,

I don’t think you will ever understand how much I love being your mama. You have made the transition into parenthood so easy for your papa and me. You are such a sweet baby and the more time that goes by, the more fun you get. Five months is my favorite age so far. You are starting to get mobile and roll around and play. You love it when we sing to you and get so excited your arms and legs flail around like crazy. You love food. Any food. You think you should be eating the same food dad and I eat. You think you should be able to drink any drink within sight. You get ticked when I don’t feed you fast enough but talk and smile and wiggle through your feedings like it’s the best thing in the world. You have become such a good little sleeper. We decided we were going to let you cry it out one night. (papa was a lot tougher than me, I wanted to go cry it out with you) But you did so well. You only cried for a few minutes and it was less awful than I thought. Ever since then, you have become a much better sleeper. You go to bed for us at night and take pretty good naps during the day.

You are really good at entertaining yourself. Your mama has to write articles to make a little money and you are so good to play on your blanket with your toys or in your bouncer. After I’ve been writing for a while, I always sit on the ground to play with you and you get so excited. You love books. You want to turn the pages yourself and the limbs start a flailing as soon as we start reading. You also love anything with a screen. Computers, TVs, phones. You want to touch them and they keep you entertained forever.

You are such a cuddly baby. You’ll let us kiss you hundreds of times a day and it never seems to bother you. Every time you coo or babble, my heart melts. I love it so much. I love that I feel like we are starting to communicate more and that you are starting to understand what things are. Sometimes, in the morning I just bring you into bed with me and lie next to you and hold you. I get scared that I’m going to blink and you’re going to want to be independent and won’t want to lay in bed with your mama.

Baby Lu, you have brought me more joy and happiness than I ever thought possible. You have become our world. Making you happy is my favorite thing and it bring me pure joy watching your discover the world around you. Dad and I are so excited for you to get older because we want to show you everything. We want to take you everywhere and we can’t wait for you to start talking. But for now, I am so grateful that you are my sweet five-month old boy.  Don't grow up too fast.