Today you are three months old. I could sit here and write all the clichés about how I can't believe how fast the time has gone by. And it's true, it has. But the real truth is that I can't even remember what life was like without you.
You were a vital missing piece in the jigsaw puzzle that is our family. No one but you could have filled that spot.
All day you are content to sit in your bouncy seat or your swing and wonder at the world all around you. Sometimes I need to leave you in "tummy time" for an extended time to tend to your brother and when I return you're still all smiles.
Speaking of smiles, oh how you throw those out for free. Sometimes you find it hard to nurse because you can't latch on with that huge smile plastered on your face, milk dribbling down the side of your cheek.
You love to be talked to and you love to mimic the sounds of conversation. You've been known to start up a conversation with the closet thing that resembles a human face even if that face isn't human after all.
You are finicky but not fussy. One night you'll adamantly demand to sleep next to your mama. The next night you'll have none of that. Instead you'll decide you want your own space all alone.
The most common comment I get from strangers is how strong you are. At three months old you can hold up your head and stand on your legs like a baby twice your age. And those legs! They never stop kicking. Are you going to be our little athlete?
You love being in the baby carrier snuggled up against my chest. You love dancing with daddy. You love riding in your stroller...as long as your view of the world passing by isn't blocked.
You don't mind riding in the car but you get really annoyed if we have to stop for a red light.
You think your big brother is pretty cool but are always a little worried if his rambunctious behavior might mean you'll get an accidental elbow jab in your face.
You're a big fan of relaxing in the bath but get
upset if the water isn't toasty warm. (We have to keep telling daddy it isn't too hot! Don't worry, Lucy, I've got you figured out because you're just like your mama.)
What started out as a "what if" has turned into giggling, gurgling you. We're so delighted God opened our hearts to you. My little Lucy girl, you've made our family infinitely better.
You were a vital missing piece in the jigsaw puzzle that is our family. No one but you could have filled that spot.
All day you are content to sit in your bouncy seat or your swing and wonder at the world all around you. Sometimes I need to leave you in "tummy time" for an extended time to tend to your brother and when I return you're still all smiles.Speaking of smiles, oh how you throw those out for free. Sometimes you find it hard to nurse because you can't latch on with that huge smile plastered on your face, milk dribbling down the side of your cheek.
You love to be talked to and you love to mimic the sounds of conversation. You've been known to start up a conversation with the closet thing that resembles a human face even if that face isn't human after all.
You are finicky but not fussy. One night you'll adamantly demand to sleep next to your mama. The next night you'll have none of that. Instead you'll decide you want your own space all alone.
The most common comment I get from strangers is how strong you are. At three months old you can hold up your head and stand on your legs like a baby twice your age. And those legs! They never stop kicking. Are you going to be our little athlete?
You love being in the baby carrier snuggled up against my chest. You love dancing with daddy. You love riding in your stroller...as long as your view of the world passing by isn't blocked.
You don't mind riding in the car but you get really annoyed if we have to stop for a red light.
You think your big brother is pretty cool but are always a little worried if his rambunctious behavior might mean you'll get an accidental elbow jab in your face.
You're a big fan of relaxing in the bath but get
upset if the water isn't toasty warm. (We have to keep telling daddy it isn't too hot! Don't worry, Lucy, I've got you figured out because you're just like your mama.)What started out as a "what if" has turned into giggling, gurgling you. We're so delighted God opened our hearts to you. My little Lucy girl, you've made our family infinitely better.
Jen.. this is really beautiful. How lucky is Lucy to have a Momma and family like you.
ReplyDeleteHappy 3 month birthday my little Lucy! Grandma can't wait to see how big you've grown when I see you next week and to witness that wonderful happy nature of yours! It's contagious! Love you lots and lots, Grandma
ReplyDeleteHappy 3 month birthday my little Lucy! Grandma can't wait to see how big you've grown when I see you next week and to witness that wonderful happy nature of yours! It's contagious! Love you lots and lots, Grandma
ReplyDeleteAw. I love the idea of a "virtual" scrapbook sort of like you've accomplished with this post. One day soon she'll be bouncing on your lap as you sit before the computer screen begging you to look at the pictures of baby Lucy again...so sweet.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet tribute. Our littlest is "super strong" too. People always comment about her head and neck strength. I think her strength partly comes from the fact that she sleeps on her stomach...shhh...don't tell the AAP.
ReplyDeleteLucy is so precious! My mom would write little things about us in our baby scrapbooks, and we would make her read them to us when we were little. It makes me love my mom so much because she remembered to write down the simple memories, not just the ones we took pictures of! You done good, there Mama Nash!
ReplyDeleteThis made me cry. As a first time mom to be (shhh, not a secret, but not ready to post it all over facebook yet) I need to read things like this to remind me that the vomiting, insomia, headachesm lack of wine and various other pleasures to be are all going to be worth it in March. Congrats on your beautiful girl.
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