Dear Maia,
Today you turn three months old and, unlike the past two months, I don’t feel like the time has flown by; I feel like you’ve been here forever and I can’t believe it’s been ONLY three months. You are such an integral part of every day — in fact, I’d say that every day revolves around you, your emotions, and your actions. And if that sounds awesome to you, believe me, just you wait until you have a baby. It is awesome, but it’s also EXHAUSTING.
Taking care of you is the greatest challenge I’ve ever faced. Everything is so intense and in-the-moment with you; there’s no thinking about yesterday or tomorrow, only living in the here and now. Now you want to be carried around; now you want to eat; now you are going to take a nap. It still amazes me how absolutely tempestuous you are; you have your father’s temper and my attitude, and I just hope that we’re strong enough to handle that when you’re older. If not, I apologize ahead of time for shipping you off to live with your Babcia, but I promise, it’s for your own good. Seriously.
This month has been my favourite so far. Sometimes I think I’d keep you at this age forever if I could (then I remember how much you’ve been pooping lately and change my mind). You’ve had admirable control of your neck and head for a long time now, but we’ve really noticed it lately. You know why? Because you have a new favourite thing to do. Daddy or I take you out onto the balcony (and stand several feet away from the edge!), hold you so you’re facing the road, and you watch the cars go by. Maia, you stare those cars down as if they are the most fascinating things in the world, and your brain can’t quite keep up with how fast they go so you whip your head around in increments until the car is out of sight — or until another one drives by. It’s hilarious, and I can’t believe how proud of you it makes me feel.
Last week we took you to the Farmer’s Market for the first time. I know you don’t quite understand what it all is yet, but you had fun seeing the shiny red tomatoes, the purple tips of the asparagus, and the bright green bell peppers. I have been looking forward to bringing you there ever since you were born, because I want you to understand how fun and healthy it is to eat fresh, local produce and support the farmers. I can’t wait to buy you your own little set of kid-friendly kitchen knives
Early this month, you learned how to roll onto your side. You repeated this trick endlessly for several days, and then stopped, as if you were happy at having mastered it and you didn’t need to practice anymore. So imagine my surprise when Sunday night I went in to check on you as you slept and you were laying on your side, fist to your lips, totally asleep. I almost turned on the light because I couldn’t figure out how you were laying at first and I was worried as to why one of your arms was flopped over your torso, since you almost always sleep with at least one arm up over your head (much like me).
The most amazing thing you’ve done this month is start holding “conversations” with us. As usual, first thing in the morning you are the happiest, most smiley person in this household, and now you’re also the most talkative. You squeak, you squeal, you explore new sounds, while Daddy and I try to keep up with it all and repeat after you. Hand-in-hand with this, you have decided that the camera is a very interesting item to look at, and every time I try to get a video of you talking to us, you stop and stare at the camera with your big, beautiful dark eyes. I have twenty videos attempting to capture you talking, and not a single one does, except for one where I think Joss comes and stands in front of the camera and you’re obscured by his fluffy butt. It’s okay though. I won’t delete any of them.
Speaking of your eyes, they are beginning to change. Daddy and I have been waiting and waiting to find out what colour your eyes would be, and now around the pupil they are beginning to show hints of brown. But it’s the kind of brown that lends itself to hazel, and I hear that babies with one blue-eyed and one brown-eyed parent can tend to have hazel eyes, so we’ll see! Regardless, even if they stayed the colour they are now forever, you’ll still make me swoon.
Soon, we will be going to visit Connecticut, and I’m sure you’re going to hate the car ride all the way there and back, but I can’t wait for you to meet my side of the family. Babcia hasn’t seen you since you were born, and you’ve never met your Aunt Katie or Uncle Jared or your great-grandparents or all of the other relatives out there. It might get a little overwhelming but I promise you, there will come a time when you’ll be begging us to go to Connecticut to see them all, and I only hope we can indulge you.
Because really, if I can spend the rest of my life spoiling you, I will. Don’t tell Daddy, though.
Love,
Mama.
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You will have to get Maia those wooden vegetables witht the velcrow in the middle. Mommy brain fart as to which one of you loved these the most, but I think it was you, yes? You would cut those veggies with the wooden knife day and night. Should have known you would love to cook later on!
BTW–just the threat of sending Maia to her crazy lazy-eyed Babcia w/the 15 chihuahua’s ought to straighten her right out! (I’ll have a bedroom ready, just in case.)
I think that was me! I remember those toys, they were awesome.
AWWW! That was really sweet. I know exactly how you feel. Each month you think is the best, and then they do something else that totally blows you away and you want to keep them at THAT age forever. One of the greatest parts about motherhood.
Hahahaha, the first thing I thought of while reading this were those dang wooden veggies! Mom beat me to the punch!!
Oh, and don’t forget, Babcia will have a lazy eye and 15 chihuahua’s
And I’m so beyond pumped to meet my niece, I’ve been gabbing about how you’ll be here soon to anyone who will listen!! Zandra is jealous.
Happy Three Months Maia!
My boys are similarly fascinated by the cameras. I tried to catch Bing shaking a rattle for the first time this morning but, no, as soon as I hit record he went all blank and quiet and just stared at it. Hey – I will get that thing out the next time one of them starts screaming for no apparent reason!
Ducky towel pic is too cute for words.
This is such a sweet post.