Dear Baby Ike,
Today you are three months old, and I miss you like crazy! I know you will be having a great time with Grandma every weekday while I go to work, but I must admit that I am quite jealous of all that daytime playtime. I hate to think of missing out on all those smiles and giggles. Definitely don’t deprive Grandma of any, but please save some for me every day, okay?
Last night was your first time with a not-technically-family “babysitter.” Your “Aunt” Jen came over to play with you and take care of you for a couple of hours while Mama and Daddy went out for some sushi to celebrate our wedding anniversary. She also brought her fancy camera and played a little dress-up, so there will be lots of cute photos to come. You did a great job of giving her a little taste of motherhood – in the space of two short hours you spit up on her, and let loose that giant poop you’d been holding onto all day. Heehee. I also had forgotten to take the travel disk out of the bottle we had in the fridge for you, so she had to figure that out on the fly while you cried a bit. She definitely didn’t miss out on any of the important tasks and challenges of your care and feeding – way to not make it too easy for her! She did an excellent job, though, and we’re so lucky to have her so close by and so willing and excited to hang out with you whenever she can. She always tells me how in love with you she is – she has been spoiling you since you were just a tiny fetus! You guys will have all sorts of weird inside jokes as you grow up, I just know it (there is already something about being too evolved to eat bananas that cracks me up, and if you end up liking pickles it will be all her fault!). I really look forward to seeing you build fun and funny relationships with all the people in our lives that love you so. We have several very interesting characters in our little circle; I’m sure it’s true what they say about it taking a village to raise a child, and we certainly are lucky to have such wonderful and hilarious people in your village.
The past month has flown by; I can’t believe we are already halfway to the half-year mark! The last three months have been the best of my life, even if they have been some of the hardest as well. You make everything that seems difficult so very worth it, without even having to try. I’m so happy to be your mama. Daddy and I love you to pieces; thank you for being exactly who you are (not that you could try to do otherwise yet) – I hope we can always help you do just that, and give you the tools to be as happy being you as being your parents has made us.