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My Darling Little Boy,

You’re 1 month old! Or, rather, you were on Friday. I remember thinking when you were 2 weeks old that it felt right. It felt like 2 weeks. But, Friday? It didn’t feel right at all. One month seemed to be gone in the blink of an eye. Our first month with you flew by in a blur of sleep deprivation, diapers, and more love than I could’ve ever imagined.

From the moment that I held you in my hands, little one, you held my heart. I realized that about 2 weeks in. I kept waiting for that “overwhelming feeling” to “sweep” over me, and then sitting in a car nursing you, I realized that it’d just been there all along. I’d been waiting for something dramatic, when in reality, it was just sweet and constant. Every time I look into your eyes, I fall even more in love with you. How that’s possible, I’ll never know. They say that there’s something different about a Mother/Son bond, and I agree 100%. It’s sweet. Really really sweet. You love your momma and tend to prefer to be held by me, but will easily go to anybody who wants to hold you. I think it’s safe to say that you’re a “Momma’s boy”, for now at least.

You are such a sweet addition to our family Slade. You just slid right into our family and made yourself right at home, as you should. You are calm, amazingly calm. Zoe was an easy baby, you are even easier and I didn’t know that was possible. You cry only when you’re hungry and for about 30 seconds before you drift off to sleep. For the most part, you prefer to be in the same room as me, but as long as you can see me or hear my voice you are cool as a cucumber. As a little brother, you are second to none…. not that you have any say in that right now, you can’t exactly voice your approval or disapproval of Zoe’s antics. But, trust me, she adores you and you seem to {at the very least} tolerate her. I will say, though, that while you’re very good at hanging out on the sidelines, you do tend to want to be held.

Your days are spent eating, sleeping and pooping…. as they should be. I haven’t been able to see a real pattern in how you prefer your waking/sleeping to go. Often you stay awake for an hour after you eat, sleep for an hour and then wake up to eat again. Or, you might decide to sleep for the whole two hours and wake up just to eat. And then sometimes you sleep for 3 – 3 1/2 hours but never at the same time of day. At night, you often sleep for 4 hours at a time and wake up only once between 3 and 4. It never fails though, that just when I think you’re getting really good at it, you wake up 2-3 times a night. But, the thing that never changes is that you, my little man, LOVE to eat! You’re good and efficient at it too. Right now, you’re already down to about 20 minutes total. Which, if I remember correctly, is crazy early for that kind of efficiency. You’re not a fan of anything other than my boobs. You’ve rejected bottles on numerous occasions and you spit a pacifier out in about 15 seconds flat. I’m not too sure what I think about that, you need to be able to eat from another source besides me… no matter how much you love my boobs.

The general consensus is that you look like my side of the family. You have your Uncle Jon’s ears, somehow you have a reddish tint to your hair and, more than likely, you have your Papa’s height. You are about as handsome as they come and as strong as a {newborn} ox! You lifted your head off my chest and looked around the room the day you were born and you haven’t slowed down since. You can prop yourself up on your arms for a solid minute when you’re doing tummy time, and every time I put you on my chest you pull back to look all around you. It’s impressive! Oh, and one more thing… you are all boy!

I love you to the moon and back,
Mom