To Vivian, three months old
To Vivian 3 months old,
How nice that you were born between Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur and your 3 month birthday is on Christmas Eve. I thought I would take this opportunity to tell you a little bit about yourself as we observe you so far. You talk a lot! You are the least quiet baby I have ever met. You speak to us all day long. Daddy and I are convinced that, once you learn real words, you are going to talk early and often. Now whatever you are saying comes out like “Ooooooahhhhoahohohoohahooooooahhhahahhaooooo” all day long. You are not so good at sleeping. Getting you to sleep is an ordeal involving lots of rocking, shushing, swinging, and swaddling. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. I like to think that we are just so much fun and such good company that you don’t want to sleep. However, that is a less interesting thought at 3 in the morning than it is at 9 in the morning. So if you could sleep a little more at night, we sure would be grateful. Actually, to be honest, it is not that bad. Every night is a new adventure with its own rules. Last night’s were pretty good – you slept from 6:45-11:45 with just one brief wakeup. Then you woke at 2:30 and 4:45 and were up for good at 6:45. (Yes, that is a good night.)
Our breastfeeding relationship has evolved well which is a good thing because you really don’t like to take bottles. We did go to an ENT a couple weeks ago who confirmed that you had a posterior tongue-tie. She fixed it and then you refused to breastfeed for about 12 traumatic hours. I was so worried that we had broken you and make a mistake by taking you to the doctor. But you always swallowed so much air when you were breastfeeding and your latch slipped a lot and I was worried about you. I do think it is a bit better now but I’m sorry that we had to cause you some pain to get here.
You are unbelievably smiley. When you see someone you recognize and like, your whole face lights up and you kick your feet and make happy, excited noises. It is fabulous. Stella really LOVES this and she frequently gets in your face so that she can see you smile at her. She also loves to hold and carry you and to sit with you on her lap. More often than not, you are very content in her arms and Daddy and I are so happy for both of you, that you have each other.
Although you seem not to love excess noise and stimulation, you are very social and happy in a crowd. Whenever we go to our downtown moms group, you are so happy to see the other moms and babies. You also like to go outside and to be carried in the hug-a-bub which is a good thing because I like having you there. About not liking noise, though – you do startle easily. One time Daddy was holding you in the living room and Stella and I were in your and her bedroom (I say your although you are not yet sleeping there). We heard Daddy sneeze and then you broke out into hysterical crying. That sort of thing has happened a few times with you and loud noises. Like the time your big sister thought it would be funny to run into our bedroom where Daddy was reading to you and go “Rah!!!” really loud. Which was a little funny but also not.
Your first Christmas was a lot of fun. Stella enjoyed finding your presents for you and opening them. I give her maybe one more year of being able to do that before you become a formidable opponent. I remember while I was pregnant thinking about what this holiday season was going to be like with a baby and being so excited about it. The reality was better than anything I could have anticipated minus the sleep deprivation which somehow one just cannot prepare for. Speaking of pregnant, I never got to tell you how much I loved being pregnant with you. After the horrors of the first trimester – of which there were many! – it was so wonderful to have you inside me. I am one of those women who LOVES being pregnant. It just feels so amazing to me and I don’t even mind the insane changes to my body. Especially towards the end when I could feel you moving around so much (and getting the hiccups which you did – and still do – a lot). That was my favorite part. Even though I love having you here – and that is much better than having you inside me – I do kind of miss being pregnant. The end came so quickly and, even though it was on your due date, I was somewhat unprepared. I never quite got to say goodbye to that other chapter which, I guess, is a lot how life always is. We just said goodbye to the cloth diaper chapter and soon we are going to say goodbye to the co-sleeping/you in the bassinet chapter and move you into your crib. Each one is bittersweet as we see you growing older every day. Even the things that I won’t really miss (did I mention the sleep deprivation?), I think I will kind of miss. It is hard to explain.
You have fit into our family relatively seamlessly and, although things are not as simple as they were before you arrived, we are all very happy to have you around. It is almost hard to remember what life was like before you were here.
I love you lots.
Love,
Mom
How nice that you were born between Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur and your 3 month birthday is on Christmas Eve. I thought I would take this opportunity to tell you a little bit about yourself as we observe you so far. You talk a lot! You are the least quiet baby I have ever met. You speak to us all day long. Daddy and I are convinced that, once you learn real words, you are going to talk early and often. Now whatever you are saying comes out like “Ooooooahhhhoahohohoohahooooooahhhahahhaooooo” all day long. You are not so good at sleeping. Getting you to sleep is an ordeal involving lots of rocking, shushing, swinging, and swaddling. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. I like to think that we are just so much fun and such good company that you don’t want to sleep. However, that is a less interesting thought at 3 in the morning than it is at 9 in the morning. So if you could sleep a little more at night, we sure would be grateful. Actually, to be honest, it is not that bad. Every night is a new adventure with its own rules. Last night’s were pretty good – you slept from 6:45-11:45 with just one brief wakeup. Then you woke at 2:30 and 4:45 and were up for good at 6:45. (Yes, that is a good night.)
Our breastfeeding relationship has evolved well which is a good thing because you really don’t like to take bottles. We did go to an ENT a couple weeks ago who confirmed that you had a posterior tongue-tie. She fixed it and then you refused to breastfeed for about 12 traumatic hours. I was so worried that we had broken you and make a mistake by taking you to the doctor. But you always swallowed so much air when you were breastfeeding and your latch slipped a lot and I was worried about you. I do think it is a bit better now but I’m sorry that we had to cause you some pain to get here.
You are unbelievably smiley. When you see someone you recognize and like, your whole face lights up and you kick your feet and make happy, excited noises. It is fabulous. Stella really LOVES this and she frequently gets in your face so that she can see you smile at her. She also loves to hold and carry you and to sit with you on her lap. More often than not, you are very content in her arms and Daddy and I are so happy for both of you, that you have each other.
Although you seem not to love excess noise and stimulation, you are very social and happy in a crowd. Whenever we go to our downtown moms group, you are so happy to see the other moms and babies. You also like to go outside and to be carried in the hug-a-bub which is a good thing because I like having you there. About not liking noise, though – you do startle easily. One time Daddy was holding you in the living room and Stella and I were in your and her bedroom (I say your although you are not yet sleeping there). We heard Daddy sneeze and then you broke out into hysterical crying. That sort of thing has happened a few times with you and loud noises. Like the time your big sister thought it would be funny to run into our bedroom where Daddy was reading to you and go “Rah!!!” really loud. Which was a little funny but also not.
Your first Christmas was a lot of fun. Stella enjoyed finding your presents for you and opening them. I give her maybe one more year of being able to do that before you become a formidable opponent. I remember while I was pregnant thinking about what this holiday season was going to be like with a baby and being so excited about it. The reality was better than anything I could have anticipated minus the sleep deprivation which somehow one just cannot prepare for. Speaking of pregnant, I never got to tell you how much I loved being pregnant with you. After the horrors of the first trimester – of which there were many! – it was so wonderful to have you inside me. I am one of those women who LOVES being pregnant. It just feels so amazing to me and I don’t even mind the insane changes to my body. Especially towards the end when I could feel you moving around so much (and getting the hiccups which you did – and still do – a lot). That was my favorite part. Even though I love having you here – and that is much better than having you inside me – I do kind of miss being pregnant. The end came so quickly and, even though it was on your due date, I was somewhat unprepared. I never quite got to say goodbye to that other chapter which, I guess, is a lot how life always is. We just said goodbye to the cloth diaper chapter and soon we are going to say goodbye to the co-sleeping/you in the bassinet chapter and move you into your crib. Each one is bittersweet as we see you growing older every day. Even the things that I won’t really miss (did I mention the sleep deprivation?), I think I will kind of miss. It is hard to explain.
You have fit into our family relatively seamlessly and, although things are not as simple as they were before you arrived, we are all very happy to have you around. It is almost hard to remember what life was like before you were here.
I love you lots.
Love,
Mom







