We are sitting in the chair together and you are eating…your
little legs keep kicking against my shoulder and your arm is constantly roaming
around, touching my face, grabbing my nose, swinging back and forth to thwop me
unexpectedly in the chest. Your hair is
growing in thick again and I love rubbing your fuzzy little head. You are constantly on the move for such an
immobile guy so I cherish these slow moments with you when you will bend your
little body in half to try to get a snack from mama.
You are still an incredibly smiley and happy little fella
and people always comment on how adorable you are and how much you love to
talk. You’ve got quite the set of lungs
on you and these days you seem to really enjoy screaming bloody murder if
something isn’t going your way. I think
you get that characteristic from me {I
keep my screams on the inside}, unfortunately, because your dad is pretty
easy going.
As for me, I think my resolve on the disruptive sleep is
thinning out. I was doing so well so I’m a little frustrated with
my own lack of patience these days. You
really are a great sleeper and you typically only wake up once now that the
dreaded 4 month sleep regression has come and gone. Still, I feel like every cell in my body is
exhausted when I get up to feed you. On
the flip side, I still love snuggling up to you in the wee hours of the morning…your
movements are much softer and sweeter and you typically just wrap your little
arms around me, get your food, and fall back into a deep slumber. I know that between your smiles, daddy’s foot
rubs, and coffee, I can get through just about anything, I just need to
practice giving myself a little more grace during the tougher moments.
In a few days you will officially be 6 months old my sweet
boy
{don't worry, I have a whole other post planned for that big event} and I have thanked God every single day for you.
I am so blessed to be your mama and I promise
to love you more than anyone on this planet possibly could.
You are a firecracker and I can’t wait to
continue to watch your little personality bloom.
I love you my baby Duke.
Mama
Labels: Baby Duke, love love love, Mom Life
