Happy 8 Months, Little J

Posted on | April 22, 2010 | 12 Comments

Stealing a page from my dear friend “Blair” on this one. It’s necessary that I write a letter to J on this momentous occasion!!


It’s hard for Mommy to believe that eight months ago I didn’t know what your face looked like. And hard to remember that this time last year she was having a Level II Ultrasound and wasn’t sure if you were even going to be okay… if you were going to be born at all.

I look at you now, at those big blue eyes, and think “How did I do it? How did I survive for 31 years without knowing you?” And I don’t really know. You are, by far, my favorite person I’ve ever met. You are funny and sweet and you make every day of my life so much better just by being alive. Sometimes I look at you and see so much of Daddy that it makes me want to cry. You are your father’s son in so many ways. You have his tickle spots and his smile and sometimes when Mommy does something silly, you look at me with the same look that I’ve seen so many times on Daddy’s face. (it’s cuter on you, and less annoying!) 🙂
Other days, I look at you and see myself. You have my eyes and I love that about you. I love everything about you. I love the way you try to shove your paci in my mouth when you think I’m not paying attention to you. I love the way you light up when I come to see you at daycare and you kick both feet simultaneously until you almost fall over. I love that you reach up for me when you want me to pick you up. I love that your left eye has a little spot of hazel just below the pupil that no one noticed but me for the longest time.

You constantly amaze me, my darling son. I could watch you play for hours. You can move now and you drag your body around by your arms at way too fast a pace for my liking. I caught you staring, mesmerized, at the outlets on the walls the other day so those had to go “bye bye” under some safety plugs. You love being on your playmat but your favorite part these days is to drag yourself over to the sides and pull the pieces up and shove them in your mouth. It’s very cute and very annoying because those pieces don’t stay nearly as clean as I would like! You love to eat. You will eat almost anything, except peaches, which is strange and funny and sort of an adorable thing to not like.

You haven’t been sleeping as well as Mommy and Daddy would like but we’re dealing. We can’t try the “Cry it Out” method because Mommy can’t handle you crying… it feels like pieces of me are breaking in half and attacking my heart. It’s painful for me when you cry. Especially when you are in your crib and you scoot over to the side, pull down the bumper, press your face against the crib slats and sob while staring at me. It’s probably the most pitiful thing I’ve ever seen. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to handle you crying.

You are learning so much these days, J. When you are thinking really hard about something you open your mouth and breathe loudly through it and it cracks Mommy and Daddy up. You are a constant source of joy and amusement, even when you are crying and cranky… like you have been for the past couple of days. You light up like a Christmas tree every time you see your furbrother, A.J. I’ve never seen anyone look as excited as you do when he comes over and gives you kisses.

I don’t know how we lived without you, J. You are everything a son should be. You know how to make both Mommy and Daddy smile when we’re sad. You are learning to play gently with A.J. You love books and will sit still for entire stories just drinking in the pictures and the sound of Mommy’s voice reading to you. You also love to shove the books in your mouth when the story is finished; I like to think you want to take in every part of it, but I think you just want to feel the cardboard on your gums.

In short (or long), you are my best thing. As Mommy’s favorite new book says, “You are my ‘I love you.'” I can’t wait to see what the next months bring into our lives and I thank you for being the son you are and the wonderful, darling, adorable, special, ridiculously too cute for your own good little boy who has made and still makes every day an adventure.

I love you little man.


12 Responses to “Happy 8 Months, Little J”

  1. Sara
    April 22nd, 2010 @ 1:51 pm

    This is too sweet for words… other than: Hooray for J! Hooray for You!

  2. KLZ
    April 22nd, 2010 @ 1:58 pm

    Happy birthday J! Do you have the book Love You Forever. It gets me every damned time.

    I'm truly a sap at heart. I now cry when a fictional character on TV is pregnant because I'm so happy for them and oh! how they're world will change!

    Because, it really is the best thing isn't it? Congrats.

  3. Cindy
    April 22nd, 2010 @ 2:37 pm

    Soo adorable! Happy 8 Months little one!

  4. Anne
    April 22nd, 2010 @ 2:49 pm

    Happy 8th monthday!!

  5. Ali
    April 22nd, 2010 @ 3:10 pm

    So sweet and the pictures are adorable.

  6. YesiGarcia
    April 22nd, 2010 @ 4:54 pm

    Happy 8 Months J! What a sweet letter! I started tearing up at my desk reading this. Here's to many many many many more months!

  7. Blair@HeirtoBlair
    April 22nd, 2010 @ 5:10 pm

    Happy 8 months, J!! Almost out as long as you were in!

  8. Kim
    April 22nd, 2010 @ 6:39 pm

    Perfection 🙂

  9. Kris
    April 22nd, 2010 @ 10:06 pm

    Love you and love your love letter to your son, but now I feel as though I have eaten a bag of M&Ms. Going back to re-read my own sour post to balance things out.

  10. Raising Madison
    April 22nd, 2010 @ 11:49 pm

    awwww, so cute!

  11. Eliza
    April 23rd, 2010 @ 1:45 am

    Okay, I teared up because I'm a big wuss. His face is so sweet and precious. He's beautiful Law Momma….he truly is. Congrats!

  12. metta1313
    April 26th, 2010 @ 4:19 am

    Happy 8 months J! (I'm hoping you check back to see previous post comments cause I'm late to the game.)

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