A Letter to My Secondborn

Dear A,

You are 8 months old now.  You weigh almost 22 pounds.  You are a big baby with a really big personality.  Today, you had your very first rolling-off-the-bed incident.  It was very scary for you, but you're doing just fine.

You are crawling (on your belly) all over the place!  You are a baby on the move!  And you are a funny baby who does things like squint your eyes and belly laugh because you know it'll make everyone around you laugh too.

I want you to know that just because you're the second baby doesn't mean I love you any less.  You also co-sleep with us and it's tough sometimes, but we're (mostly) ok with it.  And I want you to know that I love all the same things about you that I did the first time around.  And I'm So so so very thankful.

And we're really trying to enjoy you while you're little and chubby and lovely and squishy.  Today while I was feeding you, I laid my head down on yours so I could stare with you down the barrel of a bottle and look at your stubby baby fingers moving and be in awe of them along with you.

I'm making a herculean effort to take lots of pictures and video of you.  Time is going so so way too fast!  And it's my job to do what I can to record everything I can!

I'm also making a herculean effort to pump for a full year, even though I fantasize several times a week about quitting and living on what we've got in the freezer.  You are worth the work it takes and you're what keeps me going.

Today, while I was feeding you, you grabbed my finger.  It made me think of when you did the same thing, just minutes after you were born.  I hope that long after the chubbiness has faded from your little hands, you'll still hold mine and be my buddy forever.

I love you so so much!

"May you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world." -Ray Bradbury