~Finnegan James- Three Months Old~

Dear Finnegan,

Despite you being almost 3.5 months old, I decided I needed to sit down and document our third month together.  Each day you continue to bless us with more and more of your sweet squinty little grins, and we simply can't get enough of them!

You have for the most part mastered sleeping through the night, although I suspect we will be giving up the swaddle here in the next few weeks as you are on course to roll yourself from back to belly any day.  When you do manage to get your hands out of the swaddle it does wake you up, and I may  of called you a wee mental terrorist on one or many occasions when you give me your sweet smiles and girgles at 2 in the morning.  Go back to sleep Mr. Finny!

You continue to be a great eater and enjoy four 8oz bottles a day.  This month brought a huge change to your life when you started going to daycare.  Thankfully you are in the same class your brother once was and the misses are all already smitten with you! You seemed to adjust extremely well to stating this new phase of your life. Each morning I wake you up at 430  for your first bottle, and by 520 we are on the road for the day.  We usually give you your last bottle around 5pm and you go down for the night around 6.  

You still LOVE to talk, you babble and coo from sun up to sun down.  Sometimes I think you are trying to tell me how to solve our country's current financial crisis the way you sigh and seem exasperated that I simply don't understand what you are saying.  All of your babbling makes us wonder if you will be an early talker, but I guess we will just have to wait and see. 

It is truly amazing how the heart grows to make room for more love, and it seems as if you have lived in our hearts and our lives forever.  I know in a few short months it will be hard to recall the days before you were born.  Each month continues to get better and better with you, and we love you sweet Finny with all of our hearts! 

Squirt Toys and Big Boy Smiles

A little over two weeks ago, maternity leave ended, and I went back to work.  Our 'new normal' routine hasn't been entirely figured out just yet, and will hopefully get a little easier this week since Rudy returned to his job, but for now the days are long.  I wouldn't describe them as hard days, but they are long, and between dinners, bottles, baths, and trying to keep our house from looking like a tornado flew threw it, we haven't entirely figured out when we are supposed to breath.  I know once the dust settles things will seem easy again, we will have our routine, and all of the upheaval of the last few weeks will be the norm.  But for now, its tiring.

More often than not in the last week I have been wishing time away.  When we get home I'm wishing it was bedtime for the boys, and bedtime for me.  When  I wake up, I wish the day was already done. 0At the beginning of the week I'm wishing it was Friday. And on Sunday I start wishing the whole week away again to get to Friday.  

But while I'm busy wishing time away, my boys are growing, they are changing, and in the busy hubble bubble of the day, I'm missing their time.  Last night I sat down on the floor with my camera while giving Rowen a bath.  I couldn't recall the last time I took pictures of him while he was playing in the tub, and felt that I needed these pictures of this moment.

And as I was snapping away, peaking here and there through my camera roll while Row was busy directing his orchestra of squirt toys, I realized just how much he is changing.  His smiles, his eyes, the shape of his face, its all changing.  This sweet little baby that made me a mother is quickly becoming a big boy, and if I don't stop and enjoy little moments like this, I might miss the joy and excitement of my almost two year old sweetheart.   

When Rudy and I are old and these little boys that are cluttering my house with dump trucks and trains are gone and grown, I don't want my memories to be filled by how long the days were, but instead filled by images of laughter, love, and sweet little boys with squirt toys in the tub.