Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Dear Cooper // Week 20



My Little Coopy,

Happy twenty weeks, sweet boy! You should know that these past twenty weeks with you have been the very best of my life.  To hold you in my arms day in and day out is a gift from God that I am forever grateful for.  Watching you grow has been so bittersweet.  I'm beyond proud of your health but I'm sad too, you're growing and changing so quickly, too quickly.  I was watching you today as you grabbed onto your washcloth in the bath and passed it from your right hand to you left hand and then stuck a corner of it in your mouth and started chewing on it, it was an accomplishment and a big one at that!  Just ten (or less!) short weeks ago your hands did not even exist to you and then one day they did and you stared at them in wonder and then they found your mouth and now they are grabbing things.  I am amazed at how quickly you are developing, no one ever prepared me for this.

Your feet are still the greatest things ever right now.  I love watching you play with them and hold them tight, almost like you're best buds.  Your screaming is quite entertaining and you certainly catch the attention of others.  I wonder if you'll be the class clown like I was?  Your smiles are contagious and we pretty much exchange them all day long.  You've decided that naps are for the birds and will only sleep in increments of forty five minutes or less during the day, and not much better at night lately.  We're exhausted, us two.

We've had a busy week so far getting ready for our big trip to New Hampshire.  I'm terrified of how you're going to act on the plane but I'm keeping my fingers crossed that a sleepiness will wash over you and you will just nap the whole time.  Wishful thinking, my baby wants to be in on the action!  We took a trip to the doctors this week because of a rash that showed up on your back, I thought it might have been from a red shirt that I put on you (I love Mum - Zara) before washing and as it turns out... it was.  Oh and you weight 12 lbs 8.5 ounces!

Thank you for being the very best ever, and not rolling off the couch.. because that my friend, would have hurt.

I love you more than ever.

Mama
xoxo







Being your Mama is the best thing ever.

2 comments:

  1. He has such a darling little face. Don't you love the footed pajamas? They are SO cute, & I bet they are so comfy for the little ones.

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  2. He is the cutest little thing! Sweet pictures of your little family :)

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