Five months

Five months

Dearest Mippy,

Today you are five months old. You’ve added more consonants to your language and often it really sounds like you’re talking to us! The other day Daddy walked into your room and said hello to you and it sounded like you responded with, “Hi Daddy.” It was the funniest thing!

You’re still trying really hard to sit up on your own and I think you’re well on your way! When we help you up, you can hold yourself seated for a few seconds before tipping over. You and I play a game at home called Ski Jump and there’s a part of the game where I tell you to sit down. We’ve been playing this game since you were three months old, but now when I get to the part of the game where I say, “Acha, behtho” (okay, sit down) you actually sit down on your own and then give me big smile to show you understand! Speaking of Ski Jump, this month was your first introduction to the Olympics. This year the Winter games were in Sochi, Russia and while you’re too small to watch TV I watched Curling for the first time and then told you all about it later. It was intense. This month you and I have been snowed in and while I think we both have cabin fever it’s been a good excuse to cuddle up and drink Mexican hot chocolate! Lately, you’ve started allowing for more time between feeds during the day and night, which I’m incredibly grateful for and this month Daddy and I have stopped co-sleeping with you although sometimes we find you in our bed in the morning! Overall life with you continues to become more enjoyable as the weeks go on. You’re more and more playful as you grow and I’ve started to see you as more of a human soul in a baby costume rather than a stranger I was trying to figure out how to love. This month your cheeks have gotten extra kissable and you’ve started to rest your head on my shoulder when you’re tired — it makes me feel so special. You’ve also started reaching for and touching Daddy’s and my faces this month. It’s like you’re studying every bone and curve and feature as your little fingers soak us into your memory. It’s heartwarming and humbling to watch you discover us and I’m grateful for the gentle reminders you give that this is a two-way street. You’re still getting to know us too.

Love,
Mama