5 Months

Dear Little (Big) Boy,
Did I miss something? Has it really been 5 whole months since you arrived on this planet? The calendar says so, so it must be true.
This has been an exciting month for you—and for our little family, too.

So I'm 5 months old. Tell everyone to stop looking at me.

You started “school” and I went back to work. I won’t say it was the easiest thing either of us has ever done, but I am confident that we are both going to be okay—better than okay, actually. I find myself wondering what you are doing at any given moment and sometimes I can’t resist the temptation to pop downstairs and peek into your classroom. I know I can’t do this forever, but for the first few weeks I think the teachers don’t mind.

Too tired to believe I am 5 months old!

Speaking of, the teachers in your classroom are like the wisest mothers you will ever meet. I walked a fussy You into the room for the first time last week and mentioned that I thought you were reacting to the type of formula we were trying. No, the all said, you are teething.

Huh?

See the drooling?

See the gnawing on hands?

Oh.

Right.

Smash! Smash the 5 months old!

At not even 5 months old, you were teething. Not that I can see any teeth, but the process can take a long time. This, little buddy, is one of the best reasons that we put you in child care—so that Mommy can learn how to be the best parent she can be by following the lead of some pretty awesome women.

Already reading at 5 months old!

Aside from starting school and teething, we had visits from the Vegas Riveras,the Indianapolis Nowakowskis and the L.A. Riveras. People are pouring in to Chicago to meet you and you don’t disappoint. Well, maybe I was a little disappointed when you decided to empty the contents of your stomach onto my lap after church on Sunday. Look, if you don’t want to go, you can simply tell me next time! Wait...you mean I'M 5 months old? No way!

So, our new adventure has started this month and you seem up for the challenge. Hopefully your old Maw can hang with you. If you hear me sniffling as I walk away from your classroom in the morning, just keep on playing, Little Guy. I’ll see you at the end of the day.

You know? This 5 month old thing isn't so bad after all!


Can't wait to have more adventures with you.

Love,
Mama