Hi Mama, it's me, your 4 month old. It's 6:00am and I know I usually sleep until 8:00am, but today I felt like getting up early and blowing bubbles and working on my new shriek noises. I hope you don't mind. You do look a little flustered, trying to get everybody's lunches made, and shower, and make breakfast, and pack up your computer for work, and get my brothers dressed for school on time. I just wanted to see you because I love how you smell and I love YOU. I think I will tell you why...
Thank you for growing me in your tummy. For letting it stretch and itch and not be able to fit behind the steering wheel. Thank you for wearing that full-leg compression hose all last summer, pretty cute, right!? Thanks for gaining all that weight and not really caring, since it was for me. Thanks for giving up craft beer for 10 months. Ouch, I know.
Thanks for letting me take my time being born. I just wasn't really sure if I wanted to leave my quiet, peaceful water world. Thanks for walking for 2 days. Around the basement, the stairs, at Meijer, the mall, the hospital halls with a bag of apples. Sorry my hand was above my head and I got stuck on your pubic bone. I heard a lot of muffled yelling and shouting, but then I came out and I heard Daddy clearly screaming, "It's a girl!" And then I heard you cry. Happy cry.
Thank you for all those diaper changes. Sorry I had a blowout at 4am and it shot across the room. I know you had to clean the picture frames in the dark. I feel badly, but they were just of my brothers.
Thank you for letting me have my own room. I was getting kind of sick of everybody's snoring in your room. No offense. Now, how about my own bathroom? I see you cleaning the toilet in my brothers' loo like everyday. I hope their aim in sports is better.
Thank you for coming in my nursery 4 times last night. I know you don't like doing that, but I really wanted my paci so I cried a little bit.
Thank you for my Daddy, I just love it when he comes home. Do you see how he likes it when I bat my eyes at him? Last week he slow danced with me in the family room to "Daughter" by Loudon Wainwright III. I hope he will dance with me to that song at my wedding some day.
Thank you for my big brothers. Why do they spend so much time jumping off of furniture and taking their shirts off? They say they will protect me from bad guys forever so I feel pretty lucky. Even if they are always talking about potty stuff and building forts out of the couch cushions when you turn your back. Whoops, did I say that?
Thank you for packing all that stuff for me all the time. Why do you think I need so many things every where we go? Don't I just need you? Umm, I thought you might need to know that Little Brother just took glue, a shoe horn, and 2 rolls of toilet paper out of the closet. Not quite sure what that means.
Thanks for always laughing and talking to me in those crazy voices and making silly faces. I do really like it, but you could tone it down a bit. I'm just sayin.
Thank you for taking a billion pictures of me. I'm just gonna say it... I look pretty much the same today as I did yesterday, so back off. Plus, I am starting to think you are secretly taping me all night on the Dropcam thing. I guess if I had a baby this cute I would be recording and preserving every single, adorable second too.
Thank you for all my grandparents and aunts and uncles. I can't really eat much yet, but I heard from some certain older siblings that they pretty much let you eat whatever you want and shower you with gifts and let you stay up late. Sounds pretty sweet.
Thank you for always feeding me. Then you always hold me and say, "Never grow up!" But, then I hear you talking about how happy you are I put on weight with the doctor. So confusing.
Thank you for always singing those pretty songs to me. Your voice is... mediocre at best. But it's your voice. So to me, it's the best voice in the whole world.
Thank you for all these play things and toys. I really can't use half of them and the songs are getting pretty lame, but at least it's something to do when the boys aren't around. Is there a reason they are all manufactured out of like 50 different colors? Yikes! Oh, by the way, I just saw Big Brother take an entire bag of pretzels and a can opener out of the pantry and head upstairs.
Thank you for holding me all the time. I just really love it. You are so cozy and always know just what I need. I just love to pull on your hair and feel your skin. You have to know that I am going to eventually grow up, right?! I'll tell you what, let's make a deal. You keep doing the best job you can being my Mommy, and I will grow up. But, I will always be your baby.
Ok, deal too. Now will you just hold me until I go to sleep Mommy? Cuz if you don't I am probably going to start crying really loud and wake my brothers.
Ahhh, I love laying here in your arms. You look pretty tired, maybe you should go to sleep too. I will just be real quiet most of the night, but I might cry for my paci once or twice so that you come in to see me. Because I love you.