Bedsharing

Dear Logan,

In less than a month you are going to turn three years old and I'm just in awe of you. I'm in awe of what a sweet, smart, determined little boy you have turned into in just three short years. My life has never been richer and more exciting and I thank you from the deepest part of my heart for your love and presence.

Lately, we have been sharing our bed with you. With your little baby brother or sister swimming around in my belly, I've been laying down a lot more. Daddy fixed up a nice TV and put it in our room. Almost every night, we cuddle up and watch one of your favorite shows which is either Charlotte's Web (the "pig" movie) or Curious George. Sometimes I will watch a movie while you play your Elmo game on my iPad. And on REALLY lazy and special nights, we lay a towel down over the bed and enjoy dinner together. In our bed. All three of us. I must say, this has been the cherry for most of my evenings.

Over the last few weeks, you have decided that your pull up is no longer necessary at night. You purse your lips at us and say you don't want to wear a pull up and we have been very proud of you for making this decision on your own. But even more, we are proud that you are making it through the night without an accident. Last night, your little body woke you up, you went potty and then came and climbed into bed with me. I didn't look at the clock. You didn't say a word. We just snuggled in close and fell back to sleep. I thought it had been much later in the morning than it actually was, because you slept with us most of the night. I was sandwiched between you and your daddy. Sometimes you would push my arm off your tummy so you could roll over onto your belly and take up 3/4 of my pillow. But that was okay. It was perfect, actually.

I cherish moments like this. I don't care about the habit it might be forming. I just want to keep you the way you are for as long as I can. And before we know it, you're going to have a new sibling who will take away my undivided attention from you. That thought alone makes my heart break a little, but I know that I could never love you less. In fact, I will love you more the moment you meet him or her.

Logan, thank you for making me a mama. You're incredible.

Love,

Mama

Dear Logan

 

It's time for a letter, son. You're more than a two and a half year old now. The way you have grown and changed since you turned two has moved mountains! You are such an incredible, smart, strong-willed, loving little boy. We told you a few weeks ago that I'm having another baby--you're going to be a big brother! When we ask you if the baby is a boy or girl, you usually say boy first, then we ask if it's a brother or sister and you say sister...you know we are so excited to give you the blessing of a built in best friend and sibling that we will be happy no matter who happens to be floating around in there. We'll just need your help picking out a boy name.

You have not been to the doctor in several months, but I'm pretty sure you're around 28 pounds and 34-36" tall, maybe more. You're in size 8 shoes now and wearing big boy undies most of the time now! (I apologize for this embarrassing fact). Your vocabulary is amazing. You speak full sentences now and whenever you're speaking for yourself, you say "Logan wants juice" or "Logan, I, Logan go play outside"...so the structure of your language is not solid, but that is totally normal for your age, and will be for awhile. We talk in the car every morning on our way to school and you love telling me how orange the sky is as the sun comes up, that you took your shoes off, and "Ohhhh Logan SOooooo hungry!" That last phrase we hear all.the.time. :0

This holiday season is going to be so much more thrilling than the last few years. You're almost three and understand (and LOVE) candy, you'll be even more fascinated with the lights on Christmas trees and houses and I cannot wait to see your face light up when you open presents this year. We are starting a new tradition this year with our gift giving: something to wear, something to read, something to share and something you want. I hope that by the time you read this letter we are still doing this.

I love you, Logan. You bring so much light to our lives and put so many smiles and laughs on our faces. We are so proud of how you're growing and learning to be a person in our world. Don't ever forget that and always know that we're hear for you, always.

Love,

Mama

Dear Logan

You are THE coolest kid I know. Seriously, you rock my world. You make getting up every day worth the lack of sleep I had the night before. You are that awesome and I never thought for a second you'd be anything less. I love you so much.

So you're nearly two and a half years old. In the last six months, your vocab has exploded. I mean, you talk all the time and listening to you have conversations with us, the dogs and even yourself is the most entertaining thing you do right now. You try so hard to thread more than three words together to complete that very complicated sentence in your head. You're determined. You're strong and dead-set on whatever it is you want or need at that very moment. You push your limits and all our buttons all at the same time, all while running around in every which direction and changing your mind again and again. You're that fun. And sometimes challenging. But let me tell you....you have taught your daddy and me so much. Being your mom is the best and hardest thing I've ever done in my life. I know, without a doubt, that God knew that you were perfect for me. For your daddy and me. God knew that you would love us, challenge us and make us laugh, smile and cry. Every ounce of life that comes out of you makes me a stronger mother, a better mother and hopefully a better wife to your daddy too.

Lately, you have loved house hunting with us. We tell you we're going to look at houses and you talk about "houses" all night long. Even while I'm rocking you to sleep you'll lift your head up and say it with a questioning tone in your voice. I sweetly tell you that no, we're not going to look for houses and that it's bed time. It is that kind of joy which makes loving you that much easier. I laugh when you say what seems like such a silly thing and yet it is the most important thought in your mind.

Speaking of rocking, we rock almost every night. You grab your blankie or Elmo and nuzzle your head under my chin. I'm telling you, son, if there is anything I will miss about this time in your life, THIS is it. I will miss this when you're tired of it, or too big, which ever comes first, which I will always remember and cherish with you.

Baths. Child, I have no idea why you have decided, nearly two months ago now, that baths are evil and may as well be the worst thing in the world. We're lucky if we get you washed down twice a week and now that it is summer time and you're outside all day long, more baths would be better. We know that this must be one of many phases you will go through in life and we accept that you'll just have to be the smelly kid for now. :)

Logan, I want you to know that this time in your life has been so fun. Watching you learn and grow into a person, shedding your baby and even your toddlerhood, has been such a joy and we know it will only get better. We love you and we're always here for you.

Mama.

Dear Logan (on your 2nd Christmas)

Celebrating Christmas this year with you has been an incredible joy. I can't imagine a anything better than watching the smile spread across your face as your eyes set on all the incredible lights everywhere. It's such a beautiful smile. It did not take long for your to grasp what this Christmas was all about. You loved tearing the paper off your presents, being careful to hand me each piece to keep things clean. You ate just as much of the yummy food we did and then some. We certainly broke many of our rules about eating so many sweets in one day (whatever those are) and thankfully you still slept great. You have made this Christmas so special, Logan. We love you so much and could not be more proud of how you're growing into a little boy.

Here's what we did this Christmas:

On Christmas Eve we spent the day running around gathering last minute gifts for you and your daddy. I had a revelation that next year I will not be able to purchase your gifts while you're with me. We came home and wrapped everything up, watched the Broncos loose a game, and made some yummy treats for Great-Grandpa's party. Before we left the house, daddy decided it was time to turn your car seat around. You are only 6 weeks away from 2 years old and you've made it to 27 pounds. You LOVE facing forward!

We arrived there right at 5oopm and enjoyed hanging out with all your cousins, running around and playing with your new toys. Mommy and Daddy had to keep you from going upstairs--it was all you wanted to do! After the party we headed to Grandma Mac's, a tradition that is 3 years strong now. There, you played even more, staying up late and finally crashing after 10pm.

At 715 on Christmas day you woke us up saying "mama". I was thrilled that a) you slept past 6am and b) you woke up happy. We made breakfast and sipped on hot drinks. You love the juice boxes Grandma Mac gives you. While the frittata cooked in the oven we opened presents. You became very serious while opening each one and would immediatly say "out!" and daddy had to cut the toy out of its box.

Later, we took a walk with the dogs and you slipped on the ice a few times but handled it like a big boy, never crying. Mommy made lasagna for the first time ever and it was delicious! Although you didn't try it, you sure did love the garlic toast and black grapes. You went down for a nap and we watched a movie. It was so nice to just relax and soak in this beautiful day.

After your nap we headed to see your great Grammy. She loved the calendar we made her and you loved the truck she gave you. Then we headed to Lolly and Pops for a nice ham dinner and 9 holes of Wii golf. Lolly and Pop got you a train table and a train set which you love! You even sat on the table, something which we think you'll be doing a lot!

This Christmas was so special. It was as if it was your real first Christmas in which you were able to participate and understand that under all that paper was something fun to see. With time we will do our best as your parents to teach you the true meaning of Christmas, of baby Jesus' birth and how much he loves you. We say your prayers every night. Thank you for being our son, Logan. You're an incredible little boy and you light up our world more than we could have ever imagined.

Love you,

Mama and Daddy

Dear Logan

My sweet boy,

You are 20 months old. I told myself that once you were 18 months I'd stop referring to your age in months but I just can't help it. You're over a year and a half and wow are you a busy guy! You make our hearts swell with pride in all the new things you learn and say every day. Your dad and I could not have asked for a more amazing kiddo.

Over the last few months your speech has increased dramatically. You try to repeat just about everything we say. Not all of it comes out clear, but your attempt is adorable! You have trouble with R, P, T, Y and L words, which is totally normal for your age. In fact, I cannot believe how much you talk now. I never expected to have a conversation with you on the phone at this age! I call your daddy at night while I'm working and he puts you on the phone. I ask you questions and you almost always answer with "uh-huh" as you have not yet said "yes". It would take me all day to write down the number of words you say which we can understand.

Your favorite word  is "light". Oh my stars! You are OBSESSED with the lights. Every where we go you have to turn lights on and off, point at street lights, constantly with your gaze upward. Your admiration with the lights is so humbling to your father and me. We take lights for granted and you, Logan, your entire body gets excited in the morning when we walk around the house and turn all the lights on. The smile on your face is palpable. Daddy and I talked about how the light is symbolic of Jesus' light and love for us. You are teaching us so much and we see Him working in you every day.

You no longer walk. You run. Everywhere. The only thing I can see slowing you down is the snow, which we just received over night nearly 10 inches of the white fluff. I want to start a tradition with you for the First Snow. I'm thinking hot chocolate and a movie of your choice. Of course, this can come after an hour outside!

You broke 25 pounds! I was not sure this would happen before you turned two since you're such tall, lean little man. You wear mostly 18-24 month clothes for both tops and pants. You're in a size 6-7 shoe and you have big hands. We call them your "mitts". You're still in a size 4 diaper and we're hoping to start some potty training with you soon. So far, you have no interested in the toilet and we're okay with that. We'll wait until you're ready.

You have a cough right now and kid, when you get a cold that cough hangs on for what seems like months. You don't seem too bothered by it.

Things you love right now: lights, talking, eating chicken nuggets, watch Sesame Street and Yo Gabba Gabba, playing with the dogs, reading Where The Wild Things Are, playing in water, running around naked, getting "chased" by us, playing in your cardboard house, sleeping on a big boy bed, and alas, your paci, which you now call your "bapie".

Things you hate: taking showers (which we find odd because you love water), most veggies (read: anything green), having your diaper changed, listening to us when you're doing something you shouldn't, and pooping.

You're an amazing kid, Logan, and we don't want you to ever think differently. You are so smart and learn things so quickly. I know those skills will follow you throughout your life. Your daddy and I will always love you, no matter what, and support you. Thank you for being the most incredible blessing we could have ever hoped for.

Love,

Mama

Dear Logan

You're 17 months old now and by far the coolest kid I've ever known. How lucky I am to be your mommy. Not a day goes by that my heart gets bigger and bigger from all the love I feel for you, if that's even possible. You're so smart. I've never known a smarter kid your age. You have hand-eye coordination that could put me to shame. You can open and close the smallest of things and the look on your face from amazement is priceless. You have the cutest smirk that crosses between your cheeks that says "Oh yeah, I'm awesome" or "I am totally digging this".

A few nights ago your daddy was out of town and I wanted nothing more than to hold you close all night long so I broke our no baby in the bed rule once you'd fallen asleep in your own bed. I swept you into my arms and you settled in next to me. Your little head nestled under mine and I could smell the sweat from your day out in the pool.

While laying in bed with you I learned a few things: you sleep like me, mouth closed, breathing so quietly I had to put my hand on your belly to feel you breath. You side sleep, just like me, and you are a relatively light sleeper. When the dogs would shake their collars you are sure to stir if not fully wake and say "mama" as I rubbed your back to soothe you to sleep. When I was a little girl and my dad went out of town for work one of the things I looked forward to was sleeping with my mama. Me and my brother would take turns and it was so fun, gathering my PJs, tooth brush and a book. I hope that is a memory I can create for you.

We fell asleep together and not three hours later did I wake up in a fit of terrible body aches. I was unsure of what was happening but knew that whatever it was I had to keep you from it so our night in bed together was cut short. I moved you to your room and you drifted off again easily.

Nothing has been harder on me as your mommy than when I'm sick and you want all my attention. I'd give anything to do whatever you wanted but the risk of you getting sick was too high. It broke my heart to hide in my room while you tried to turn the knob of my door open. Your uncle did a wonderful job distracting you and keeping you busy for the day while I slept. I had the flu. Worst bug ever. Good thing about it, though, is that it's gone as quickly as it starts. Not 24 hours later and I'm feeling better, just weak. Now after I've totally cleaned the house of any germs I'm still praying you and daddy don't get sick.

To Logan, on your Birthday

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This time one year ago I was anxiously awaiting your arrival. You were rolling around in my tummy, reminding me every so often how great my love for you was even before our faces met each other. I spent most of my time walking, drinking lots of water and resting, knowing full well that any combination of these things could bring you into my arms.

When we learned that your due date was February 1st and we told Gama Lolly and Pop, Pop predicted that you would come on February 8th, his parent's wedding anniversary. I quickly dismissed his prediction because there was no way I would be a week overdue. Well, it seems that your great-grandparents had other ideas and sure enough your arrival began at 12:01am on February 8th. The moment you were placed in on my chest my heart exploded. I never could have imagined how much love I instantly had for you until that moment. Your father and I had our biggest dream come true to be parents. Having a son first was another part of that dream and your name had been picked long ago. We knew that you were for us, that we were for each other.

On your birthday I wish for you to always feel how much we love you, how much your family and friends love you and that you never doubt it. You are growing so quickly into a true little boy, loving your matchbox cars, Dinosaur Train, and any food placed before you. You are so close to walking. Your world is going to explode once you take your first independent steps and we know it won't be long! You are learning things like what all your body parts are, that your socks go on your feet, and that you favor mama and daddy way more than anyone else.

Thank you Logan for changing our lives. You enrich each day even more than the next and we cannot wait to see what your next year has in store. We love you and wish you the best first birthday ever!

Love,

Mama & Daddy

10 Months Old: Letter to Logan

>Dear Logan,

The last ten months with you in our lives has been nothing short of beautiful. Your daily smiles and babble fill our hearts with so much joy we had no idea there would ever be enough room for it, but our hearts have grown and with you in our lives, they continue to burst. As each day passes and as you learn new skills, we become even more engrossed in you as you turn into a little person. I would hardly consider you a baby anymore, however, you will always be my sweet cheeked, milky breathed baby.

Communicating with you has become one of the most fun things we share each day. You are using your mouth to make all kinds of vowel and constant sounds. You especially enjoy the sound "o" makes and when you do your lips purse and the expression on your face is priceless. You're speaking to us in all seriousness and we cannot help but giggle at your efforts to do so. You are clearly understanding a number of things, including your name, "no", "eat", "outside", and "nap". You can wave, clinching your fingers in a claw formation to say "hello" or "bye-bye". Not to mention the set of lungs to have to clearly express your distaste, sadness, pain, and frustration with us. You are not a fan of your changing table, being redirected from things you want, or waiting for your food. Ha, sounds like your momma. ;)

Your motor skills improve everyday. You are a champion crawler. There are times I find myself racing you to the kitchen gate to get it shut before you clobber your way to the dog dishes. You can sit and stand with ease with the help of the couch, chair, or coffee table. You can walk with your car walker or with the help of our fingers. You are also moving around furniture and even balancing with one had at times. These skills baffle us and we cannot wipe the grin of our faces when you look at us for approval and we clap with positive reinforcement.

Your fine motor skills are developing nicely. Your pincer grasp (fore-finger and thumb) is almost perfect. You eat cherrios with ease. You can turn pages in a book, press buttons on some of your toys, and get your paci in your mouth just right no matter what position you happen to start out in.

Ahh, your paci. If I was not around, I am sure that your love addiction with your paci would suffice. You are so attached to it that I am sure it is a sin now if we happen to walk out the door without it. You also sleep with your lovie (a monkey/blankie) and a blanket. You love being all snuggled in and now that the weather is much colder, you are soaking up all the comforts we provide you.

You have a very new fasination with doors. You like to swing them shut and only on two occasions has this ended badly. You caught your fingers once and another time, you nearly trapped yourself in your room behind the door and I could not get in because you were blocking the door! Silly man. Although, you were not happy about that one bit!

We have transitioned you into a convertable carseat. You are so much more comfortable in it! We are taking your longest road trip (In Colorado) this weekend to visit our friends. I cannot wait for them to meet you!

Your eyes are still blue. This is also very surprising as neigher momma or daddy have blue eyes. Lately, we have noticed a hint of green and I truly hope they don't get greener! You get the most compliments on your big blue eyes and bright blonde hair.

You are exclusivly in 12 month clothes now. I am not certain of your height, but I am sure you are pushing 31", nearly 11" taller than the day you were born! And weight wise you are just under 20 pounds. Still my little peanut!

Meal time is always enjoyable. You seem to like whatever is put on your plate and usually have no problem finishing and even having seconds. Just the other night you ate 3/4 of a gormet mac & cheese dish from Rustic Oven. We were so proud!

Amazment does not come close to the word I would chose to describe how the last 10 months has been with you in our lives and watching you grow and change into your own person has been the number one greatest gift God has ever blessed us with. We are so in love with you and cannot wait to see what you'll accomplish in the next month!

Loads of Love,

Momma & Daddy

Dear Logan, You're 8 months old...

>This post is m 400th blog post in just 25 months of blogging publicly, one which I believe is very appropriate as a letter to you.

You are eight months, one week and two days old. So much has happened in the past few months that I don't even know where to begin so I will go backwards. Today, October 17, 2010, you said Momma for the first time. My heart is still melting from the sound of those Mmms rolling off your tongue. You're saying it out of desperation when you're tired or upset. So precious. I know you know that I am your momma, but hearing it makes it mean that much more. It makes me feel like I am the most important thing in your ever changing and huge world and I could not be more proud or happy.

Two nights ago, on the 15th, we took you to a bowling ally where you learned to climb the two steps up to the main floor. Your daddy and I were laughing we were so proud. You astound us with how quickly you do new things and how quickly you move to the next milestone.

Two weeks ago, you took your first airplane ride to Michigan and spent a week driving around the colorful state, sitting on the beach of Lake Erie, playing with your cousin who's only two weeks older than you, and learning several new things. After a night of playing with your cousin, she showed you how to pull yourself up to a stand and the very next morning you were doing it. This, I am sure of, is the reason why climbing those steps came so easily to you.

That same week away, you learned to wave hello and good bye, give hugs and shake your head "no". The meaning of no is still not yet grasped, but we are showing you what it means and you have started to do it during meals when you are finished eating.

Speaking of meals, you eat like a horse. You love food and I am so proud that we have such a good eater. You especially love lasagna, bananas, avocados, and breads. Your new favorite fruits are mandarin oranges and prunes.

This week two little nubs are forming in your gums. We are in the throws of teething now and you're miserable. I am glad you are getting two at a time. I am sure you must be in terrible pain, but at least you're getting two out of the way at once.

You favorite thing to do is to explore. You are a full blown champion crawler now and you love getting around. You love to find shoes or dog toys to gnaw on. This has helped your daddy and I by showing us what and where the most baby proofing needs to take place. I want do not want to hinder your world by any means so as long as it is not a safety issue, I let you do what you're doing. I even let you pull up on the coffee table with the risk of you hitting your head. I figure you have many years of bonks ahead of you. Might as well toughen up now.

You are an absolute joy to be around. Everyone you meet smiles and coos at you. You've mastered the shy turn of your head and that only makes us what to love on you more! You enjoy going to the church nursery where you can play with other babies your age. You have my social genes and still (fingers crossed) show no signs of separation anxiety.

Logan, we love you so much. We love how happy and smart you are. We love watching you change and grow up right before our eyes. We cannot wait to show and teach you more about our world.

xoxo,

Momma and Daddy

Birthday Eve

>August 3, 2010

Dear Logan,

On the eve of my 26th birthday, I cannot help but think about your birthday. Nearly 6 months old, and I nearly 26. You are growing up right before my eyes. It is hard to believe that I am a mother. I have never wanted anything more in my life and the moment you came into my life as a wee little blueberry growing in my belly I knew we were for each other. God hand picked you to be my son and for 6 months we have been teaching each other how to love one another, how to laugh and play and see the world from God’s eyes. Your presence in my life is priceless.

You are the most pleasant baby to be around. I may be biased, but our friends and family can’t help but love on you. Your smile and babble is the most joyful thing. You wear your heart on your sleeve, just like your momma. You’re curious and want anything in your hands and mouth that does not belong to you, specifically electronics. You cannot roll around fast enough. You want to be mobil so badly and nearly jump out of our arms.

There is nothing in this world more precious than being a parent and the child God has blessed those parents with. I pray each and every day that you know your Savior and love Him as we do. Thank you, Logan, for making me a mother. No present in the world comes close to your smile.

Love,

Momma

5 Months Old

>July 8, 2010

Dear Logan,

Today you are 5 months old. You smile, laugh and have a serious pair of lungs on you. Nopneumothorax is stopping you now! Logan, the depth of our love for you has grown beyond the boundries of what our hearts could have ever imagined possible. Your smile and deep voice stretch our smiles and love for you across the lines on our faces. Nothing in the world comes close to how incredible it is to call you our son and to be your parents.

My most favorite thing is to listen to you in the early mornings talking to yourself. You tell long stories about what I am assuming is your love for us, the dogs, your exersaucer, car rides, bath time, and snuggling. You have a “lovie”, a monkey with a rattle in the head attached to a soft blankie. You grip it with your cubby hands and shove it into your mouth. You’ll yank it out quickly and look at me like, “Look what I can do, Mom!”

You have started eating solids, which is something I am still debating about whether or not this is a good thing, but per the recommendation of your doctor AND your intense interest in watching us eat our food, you have taken to avocado, banana, sweat potato, and squash like a champ. You refuse to swallow a bite of cereal, a true sign that you are indeed my stuborn son. I have begun to freeze small slices of banana to put into a mesh teether-eater and you looooooovvve sucking on that wholesome goodness. And I’m sure the cold, tough texture feels great on those gums.

Speaking of gums, you are in full-blown teething mode and it is painful for all of us. We’re going on 5 days of pure discomfort that just breaks my heart to see you have to go through pain which we all experienced at one time, but can’t even remember. This too shall pass, my son. I am doing my best as your mommy to make you as comfortable as possible, giving you frozen wash cloths to gnaw on, teething rings, a watermellon rind and even my fingers. I invested in some teething tablets which you tried tonight and seemed to relieve your discomfort rather quickly, on top of some tyenol. This road is only beginning and they have not even popped through yet! So your daddy and I are praying that those little buggers will make an appearance any day now. We will all sleep much better, to say the least. (This, dear readers, is why there is no picture yet. Getting a happy face on camera is hard these days)

You are the most playful little man I know. You love standing and have recently discovered how to jump and “dance.” Your jumping has caused you to go wild in your exersaucer and jumparoo, two things you cannot seem to get enough of. You hate laying on your back, even while sleeping. You sleep almost excuslivly on your stomach and you roll yourself into that position easily now. You can push yourself up on your hands almost completely and you are really trying to sit up on your own. Until then, you sit assisted on the floor and are deeply in love with Butte. She lays next to you and licks your feet and you become wildly twitterpated by such a thing.

Strangers have started to pop up on your radar as just that, strangers. You know the moment you are no longer in my arms and someone new is holding you. I have always been a strong believer in allowing you to experience everyone and everything. I am your protector, but I need you to learn to trust others as well. However, the simple fact that you know me as mommy and you know daddy as daddy by our faces and voices melt our hearts. You know who we are better than you could ever communicate. In this new discovery, you have mastered a rather excellent display of the bottom lip. As soon as I catch you in action, I will capture a picture to share.

Logan, you have shown your daddy and I a new way to love. A new way to expeience the world. Everything is fresh and special in your eyes, something we forgot to enjoy a long time ago. This new discovery will only get better as you grow and learn. We will be right by your side every step of the way. We want nothing more than for you to become the person you want to be. We will love you forever.

kisses,

Ma and Pa

Dear Logan

>June 25, 2010

Today was a different kind of day for you. You momma is sick, so daddy has been taking the reins in caring for you. I went to come and came home, slept and then tried to avoid holding you, although that is next to impossible! Especially with those sweet cheeks and gummy smile. You make me melt!

Anyway, you were getting sleepy and daddy needed a break so I held you upright against my chest, a position you have never liked since day one, and within SECONDS you were asleep, gribing my necklace and shirt collar with your chubby hand. You milky breath swelled into my nose and moistened my shirt with the heat from your body. It was a hot day today! You, my dear son, learned the art of snuggling and not once, but twice did you cling to me like the little monkey that you are.

Then, since I am still germy, I gave daddy the job of putting you to bed. Now I had no idea what a feat that would be! I always put you to bed and it just seemed that was how it was. Tonight, Daddy was determined to put you to bed and you were determined to fight him with every ounce of sweat left in you. It was brutle, my son, listening to you scream at the top of your lungs, piercing our ears with your baby scream. I about screamed myself! I was so sad for you and your daddy. Daddy just wanted to do what I do and you wanted nothing to do with it. So I soothed you a few times and eventually, you fell asleep in daddy’s arms. Ugh. What a work out you put yourself through. I have never heard you cry like that and it broke my heart. But, my dear, you do need to learn to let other people put you to sleep.

Most recently, you have learned how to roll both ways and you LOVE sleeping on your belly now, which might explain why you snuggle now. You’re sleeping 9 hours a night, straight without waking up and I am sooo happy about that! You have started solids, but are still not a fan. I am going to wait a few more weeks to try different things.

I love you more than anything, sweet boy.

M & D

4 Months Old

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Dear Logan,

Today you are 4 months old. Four whole months have passed since the day we met and I am pretty sure you and I are more in love with each other now than we ever thought we could be. You daddy is so in love with you, he just can’t stand to go to work at a job he quite literally hates. I have been back to work for a month now and I think it has been quite the change for both of us. At first, you stopped sleeping through the night and then you got a tummy bug. Now that we’ve worked that out, you are sleeping 9-5 every night. You might wake up for a moment because you’ve rolled over in your sleep but if I give you a flip and your paci, you go right back to sleep. No more night feedings!

A few things you’ve learned in the last month:

• You can roll from your back to your tummy, however, you’ve only done this in your sleep so be brave and show mommy and daddy!
• You can laugh! You are just tickled when we give you raspberries in your neck or tummy, when we hold you up over our heads, and when we let you lay in bed with us in the mornings.
• You grab and reach for your toys. You love grabbing my hair and anything that is put into your hands you quickly bring it straight to your mouth.
• You are beginning to tolerate tummy time more. You can support your body on your elbows and raise your head. Such a strong boy!
• You love standing. Your legs are super strong and you kick all the time. We have been putting you in your Johnny Jump Up and you love it! You’re still figuring out how to kick off the floor to jump, but you’ll get it in no time.
• You can raise your head, neck and shoulders off the floor or whatever surface you’re resting on to try and sit up. We’ve been practicing how to sit up and I think you’re just a few weeks away from getting better at it!
• You know who we are. You have for quite some time, but it is very obvious now that you know who your momma is. Whenever you’re upset Daddy tries to calm you down but has very little luck. The moment you’re in my arms, you calm down and go to sleep. Silly boy!
• You weigh 13.5 pounds and are 25” long! You’re in the 95% for height!
• You wear 3-6 month clothes and size 2 diapers, though you are still in cloth diapers about 80% of the day.
• You love being outside more than anything. Your toes have touched the grass and you’re not too sure how you feel about that yet. You’ve been in the pool and loved that experience.
• Baths have become a lot more fun. We spend more time playing and you’ve figured out how to kick your feet to make a splash.
• We’ve taken a few trips to Denver and you do great in the car.
• You don’t like being left alone on the floor, you don’t like going down for a nap, and you don’t like not being held.

Overall, you’re the perfect baby. You’re happy 95% of the day, you love spending time with Gama, you wake up happy in the morning and we could not be more proud to be your parents. Watching you learn and grow has been such a treat. We cannot wait to see what the next month brings!

Lots of love,

Momma and Daddy