Well three months has quickly come and gone. I can't believe it has gone by so fast and I am already going back to work. These past three months have been so much more than I ever could have asked for, but have gone by way too quickly. To my dearest Bryce, these first three months of your life have been the best of mine and I know there is only more to come. You are the greatest baby. No really you are. Daddy and I really lucked out. You are almost always happy, love to sleep (you started sleeping through the night at 7 weeks), you took so easily to breast feeding and then to a bottle when needed. But besides all that stuff and most importantly, you are SO HAPPY. You smile all the time and love to play. At about two months you started laughing and it was the best sound in the whole entire world. You light up our lives and I can't remember my life without you.
Now all of that said, this motherhood thing is still tiring and stressful (and we have an easy baby). I worry about you all the time. When you are napping I worry that you should be awake and playing, when you are awake, I worry that you should be napping. Every patch of dry skin or little bit of diaper rash sends me to the computer googling to make sure it is normal. I am always worried that you aren't eating enough (which if my mom is any indication that will never go away). It is like they say "Its as if you own heart is walking around outside of your body." I will never be the same person.
I worry that if I watch Law & Order while you are napping in the same room that I am exposing you to bad language and content. Daddy and I had to stop watching American Horror Story all together...we are never going to find time to watch Game of Thrones haha. I hope that I watched enough HGTV and Food Network during my maternity leave to make up for the Law and Order. Looking back maybe I watched too much TV all together. Guess that's what happens with a winter baby.
I constantly think about the type of person you will be and what you will want to be when you grow up. I hope that you get all of the best traits of me and daddy. I hope you get Daddy's fun loving attitude, outlook on life, driving skills, sense of humor, ability to always be silly, ability to always see the truth in every situation, his easy going attitude and ability not to let the little things worry him or slow you down. I hope you get my love of the arts, my budgeting skills, my ability to laugh (even at daddy's silly jokes), my enjoyment of reading and my willingness to forgive. I hope you have a kind heart, but the strength to fight for what you deserve. I hope someday you find someone who makes you just as happy as your dad and I make each other. I hope that you know that you have a very large family of grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins and family friends who love you so much and would do anything for you and already have. You are just as lucky as we are.
There is so much that happened these three months that I can't even begin to list them all. But I want you to know that I loved every night time feeding, every cry, every time you fell asleep on my chest, every smile, every laugh, every coo and every nap and I will always remember these three months as the best of my life.
Love,
Mommy
Pictures from the First Three Months of Your Life (I couldn't get them in order)
