Michigan Time

I love it that you can't tell time. Every night you won't go to sleep until 1 a.m. Every night! I was worried when we came to Michigan, which is in an earlier time zone, you would keep me up until 2 a.m. However, I showed you the clock and you were fooled into going to bed at 1 a.m., which is actually only midnight your time. Ha! Sucker.

My Opinion

You are the fucking cutest baby in the whole world. Especially at tub time. I can't take it.

(Don't use that f word at school, ok?)

Waiting.

I've been waiting to hear you laugh. I think I've heard it a few times, but I'm not sure. When its a real laugh, I'll know.

There's a certain reoccurring rhythm here. When I was pregnant, I kept waiting to feel you moving inside, but at first I wasn't sure. I thought, is this just gas? Then it got stronger and I knew. It was you.

When I was close to your due date, I kept wondering what going into labor would feel like. Was that it? No, I think, that was just a muscle spasm or a back ache. Then it started for real, and I knew it was time.

After you were born, I wanted to see you smile. I kept wondering, is that real smile or just you moving your face around in a random way. Then one day, you looked at me and smiled and I knew it was just for me.

I can't wait to hear you laughing!

We Look Good Together!