You don't cry often. I'm not sure if it's because you're such an outstanding baby or because I rush to your aid. In any case, it's not a sound I'm used to.
However, when you DO cry, 90% of the time, I can get you to calm down by singing. And not just any song - Au Claire de la Lune. When you born, I started singing it just so you'd get used to hearing me speak French. But then...wow, you just...responded to it unlike any other song.
Tonight, as we drove home from dinner with Grandma and Pap, you were mad. Tired. Hungry. ...Mad. After about 10 minutes, I started singing. By the second verse, you stopped. You just stopped in the middle of a tantrum...and listened.
Eli...I don't know why you respond to this song the way you do but I love that you do. It's such a simple little children's folk song in France but while there, I fell in love with it. Maybe a part of me knew that you needed your mom to learn it.
I love you, Monkey.
Mom
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
May 27, 2011
Today you hit another milestone. Today, for the first time, you had fun with the game Peek-a-Boo. I've tried before but you usually just look confused when I pull the blanket from my face and yell, "peek-a-boo!". But today? Today you laughed. You laughed like you've never laughed before. And oh, how I laughed with you. So I did it again and again and again.
I love nothing more than making you happy. We were at lunch today with Grandma, Papa, Aunt Heather and Axel and you sat there in your car seat quiet and serious, taking "it" all in. I looked at you, you looked at me...and then, real slow-like, you smiled. It wasn't the "excited someday-toothy grin that looks like you're on the verge of hilarity" smile. No...it was small and sweet and mild and it absolutely melted my heart.
Sometimes I look at you and I can't believe you're mine. I can't believe that I get to know you for your whole life! I can't believe that I had a hand in creating you! Honestly, Eli...I've never been prouder of any accomplishment in all my life.
I love you, Monkey.
Mom
I love nothing more than making you happy. We were at lunch today with Grandma, Papa, Aunt Heather and Axel and you sat there in your car seat quiet and serious, taking "it" all in. I looked at you, you looked at me...and then, real slow-like, you smiled. It wasn't the "excited someday-toothy grin that looks like you're on the verge of hilarity" smile. No...it was small and sweet and mild and it absolutely melted my heart.
Sometimes I look at you and I can't believe you're mine. I can't believe that I get to know you for your whole life! I can't believe that I had a hand in creating you! Honestly, Eli...I've never been prouder of any accomplishment in all my life.
I love you, Monkey.
Mom
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
May 24, 2011
I love you.
...That's all. Just in case, if ever in your life you wondered if I loved you...I do. So completely it's consuming. I love every little thing about you. Even that new, slightly annoying, grunt thing you do...I even love that.
Everything.
I love every.little.thing about my Eli. (psst....that's you!)
Sleep well, my boy.
I love you, Monkey.
Mom
...That's all. Just in case, if ever in your life you wondered if I loved you...I do. So completely it's consuming. I love every little thing about you. Even that new, slightly annoying, grunt thing you do...I even love that.
Everything.
I love every.little.thing about my Eli. (psst....that's you!)
Sleep well, my boy.
I love you, Monkey.
Mom
Sunday, May 22, 2011
May 22, 2011
You turned a page today. Not a figurative page - an actual page. You sat with me in Relief Society as we sang the opening song. You pulled on the hymn book, yanked on a page, turned it, and voila! Another page!
This is your new thing. You are deliberate. You're finally starting to do things deliberately. You hug me not just because you have no neck control and your arms flail about and just happened to wrap around me. No. You hug me because you're happy or tired or freakin' out a bit. It's so fascinating to watch.
Before you have kids, you hear people talk about THEIR babies - "Oh! He's rolling over!" or "Oh! She laughed for the first time!"...and it's a little weird how excited they get over the dumbest things. Dude....I can roll over...how 'bout we have a party about that?! But then you have your own baby....and you realized how monumental these little things really are. These first 3 years of your life, you will learn more than in the rest of your life combined. Little things, like page turning, become bigger things like reading. Rolling over becomes walking and running. Laughing becomes talking. You change every day. And finally, you're changing deliberately.
Eli...you turned a page today. And I couldn't be prouder.
I love you, Monkey.
Mom
This is your new thing. You are deliberate. You're finally starting to do things deliberately. You hug me not just because you have no neck control and your arms flail about and just happened to wrap around me. No. You hug me because you're happy or tired or freakin' out a bit. It's so fascinating to watch.
Before you have kids, you hear people talk about THEIR babies - "Oh! He's rolling over!" or "Oh! She laughed for the first time!"...and it's a little weird how excited they get over the dumbest things. Dude....I can roll over...how 'bout we have a party about that?! But then you have your own baby....and you realized how monumental these little things really are. These first 3 years of your life, you will learn more than in the rest of your life combined. Little things, like page turning, become bigger things like reading. Rolling over becomes walking and running. Laughing becomes talking. You change every day. And finally, you're changing deliberately.
Eli...you turned a page today. And I couldn't be prouder.
I love you, Monkey.
Mom
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
May 18, 2011
I miss you when you're not in my arms. Isn't that funny? Like, you can be across the room, being held by your dad, and I can see you, and you're looking at me...and still, I miss you.
You're 5 months old. Wow...5 months. It doesn't sound like a long time. And yet...look at you! You're just so...you're growing so quickly. Everyone always says, "It goes by fast!"...but you don't really get just how fast until you're 5 months into it and suddenly your teeny tiny baby is suddenly lifting his head to sit up and thinking about crawling.
You're in bed right now - you're such a good sleeper. Always have been. You're even getting really good at taking naps (you took two 2 hour naps today!). I just checked on you...you're starting to sleep on your side a lot. You still do the 'L' shaped thing with your body...but now it looks less weird because you're on your side. Anyway, after I checked on you, I came out and told your dad I'd be ok if you woke up. He assured me I wouldn't be...but honestly, I would. Now, if it was 3 am and you woke up...weeeeellll, then maybe that would be a little less awesome. But right now, at 10:37 pm, when your dad and I are just settling in to bed to watch a little TV ("Friends" on DVD, if you must know)....right now, if you woke up...well, gosh-darn-it, I'd be just the happiest little mom you ever saw.
I love you, Monkey.
Mom
Post-Edit: Well, lookey there...you DID wake up at 3 am! And you know what?...getting to hold you while you stopped crying, watching you watch me that way you do......yep - happiest little mom EVER.
You're 5 months old. Wow...5 months. It doesn't sound like a long time. And yet...look at you! You're just so...you're growing so quickly. Everyone always says, "It goes by fast!"...but you don't really get just how fast until you're 5 months into it and suddenly your teeny tiny baby is suddenly lifting his head to sit up and thinking about crawling.
You're in bed right now - you're such a good sleeper. Always have been. You're even getting really good at taking naps (you took two 2 hour naps today!). I just checked on you...you're starting to sleep on your side a lot. You still do the 'L' shaped thing with your body...but now it looks less weird because you're on your side. Anyway, after I checked on you, I came out and told your dad I'd be ok if you woke up. He assured me I wouldn't be...but honestly, I would. Now, if it was 3 am and you woke up...weeeeellll, then maybe that would be a little less awesome. But right now, at 10:37 pm, when your dad and I are just settling in to bed to watch a little TV ("Friends" on DVD, if you must know)....right now, if you woke up...well, gosh-darn-it, I'd be just the happiest little mom you ever saw.
I love you, Monkey.
Mom
Post-Edit: Well, lookey there...you DID wake up at 3 am! And you know what?...getting to hold you while you stopped crying, watching you watch me that way you do......yep - happiest little mom EVER.
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