Month Two

Dear Jack,

You are two months old today! And you have learned some new fun things this month. The best is that you learned how to smile. Your initial smiles were small and hesitant, like you weren’t quite sure you were doing it correctly. Now, though, those tiny smiles have turned into big, gummy grins. How this pleases your mommy and daddy! We will do anything to get you to smile—make silly faces, sing silly songs—we put on quite a show for you just to be blessed with one of your precious smiles. It makes us feel so incredibly special. Last night as I was rocking you to sleep, your eyes kept sleepily slipping closed. They would briefly open up again and each time this happened you would give me a drowsy smile—seeming happy just to see mommy. I thought to myself, “How did I get so lucky?” I feel so lucky to be your mom.

Your grins now come with little laughs too. You have a cute laugh that sounds a little like a cough. And you love to “talk.” You babble away to anyone who will listen. Mostly, though, you love to chat with the fishies on the mobile of your swing. How I wish I knew what you were saying!

I can see bits of your personality emerging and I think you are going to be a lot like your daddy. He’s calm and patient and rarely gets upset. You are very much like him—you rarely cry for long periods of time and most of the time you just grunt to let us know if something is wrong. You are so much fun to be around—it is hard for me to be apart from you for very long.

You also rolled over for the first time this month, but it seems that it was just a fluke since you haven’t done it since. This is probably a good thing because I don’t think I am ready for you to start moving around yet!

You have also recently started to bat at objects that are put in front of you. Your movements are jerky and uncoordinated, but there does seem to be an intent and interest in your eyes to interact with the world.

We love you so much,
Mommy and Daddy

P.S. It’s okay with us if you wanted to start sleeping through the night. No pressure, though.

P.S.S. Did I mention we’re tired? Still, no pressure.