dear august,

what a fun month this has been. you seem like such a different baby.
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dear august,

there have been the months (every month) that i have written that time has flown. this month really has. and not in just all of the ways in which you’ve grown but in all of the things that have happened in just a matter of 30 days. or at least all of the things that seem to have happened.
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dear little son,

today, you are seven months and 12 days old. your mommy has been really bad at updating the internet with pictures and news to your development and all of the wonderful ways that you’re growing.
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dear baby boy,

you are six months old! SIX MONTHS OLD! half a whole year old.

wow, wow, wow.

wow.

i am so in awe of this fact that i am not sure what to type. or where to even begin. the past few days i have been formulating in my head what i was going to write you this month…and have found myself even trying to figure out what exactly that i’m feeling.
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dear august,

today, i decided that we’d dance to coldplay (rockabye coldplay to be exact). we danced to the first couple of songs, you smiled, and seemed fascinated and amused by the way our moves matched with the music.
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dear baby boy,

this month has been a crazy one what with visits to Christmas tree lots and santa and visits from grandma nancy, grandpa daryl, santa, and even more growing pains (accompanied with some sore gums)!
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dear august,

you’re four months old today. by the time i actually finish this letter and have it posted you would probably be well into four months. having you in my life has made everything in my life happen a lot more slowly. yet, at the same time, i feel that time slips between my fingers.
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dear august baby,

you are three months old! THREE MONTHS OLD!! have you really been around here for that long, baby boy?

i look at you as i’m typing this and you’re looking around the room. you’re actually three months and seven days old today. and today, you are wearing the university of texas longhorns onesie that your auntie angel got you. and you’re extra smiley…and whiney…at the same time. it’s funny how you’re able to switch it up like you do.

of course, you’ve been “around” for over a year now but you’ve been breathing fresh air, making eye contact, and sharing smiles for us to see for three months now.
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dear august,

today, you are two months and five days old. you are currently laying in my lap, fresh out of a bath you shared with mommy, and you’re sleepily nursing. you’re wearing white terry cloth pee jays that have embroidered bees on them and say, “tiny little bee.”

my tiny little bee. your fists are up on either side of your head. this seems to be a favorite position for you. that and when you sleep on your side with your face all schnuggled against me.

last night, you snuggled against me and daddy on the other side of me. i was a mommy sandwich. i couldn’t feel any more special or loved.
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dear august,

last night was rough. you were restless for most of the night. constantly grunting, kicking, or rooting around the outside of momma’s night gown what felt like every fifteen minutes.

i felt like i didn’t get any sleep at all.

and as frustrating as that can be when i was so tired at 2:38 am, it was all okay to smile down at you while you were nursing and whisper a, “hey bud” and then be greeted back with a pause from eating and, seconds after, the corners of your mouth going up to show a smile that i saw to say, “thanks, mom.”

you really know how to tug at my heart.

and i really love you.

love,
mom