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Dear Moon Pie,
You are three months old today! A quarter of a year! And most amazingly, you are becoming a little boy.
A month ago, you still felt like a newborn. Today, you are a baby with a personality and a smile that absolutely melts Daddy’s heart. You seem so much bigger! I don’t know where my little baby went, but I still love living with handsome little guy.
You changed homes during this month! We moved out of the house where we brought your home and started our family, and we’ve made this house our new home.
We had our first official family photos taken. (You were adorable.)
This is also the month where you got your first cold and stomach bug. The stomach bug is over, thankfully, but you’ve been sneezing and coughing for a week now. You’re being pretty good about it, but it sure makes Mom and Dad sad to see you wake yourself up coughing.
This is also the month where you got your first round of vaccines. You didn’t like them, but I think you took it better than we (especially Mom) did.
We have Christmas in a few days. Remember how we said we weren’t going to buy many gifts for you because you would just be three months old and not really know what was going on anyway?
Yeah, we didn’t stick to that at all. I’m sure each Christmas will be bigger than the last.
Moon Pie at Three Months
For comparison, Moon Pie at Two Months…
And One Month…
Flying like Superman
Sitting in the Bumbo (at least for a while)
Not being near Mom
Mom & Dad
Dear Moon Pie,
You are two months old today! It’s also Thanksgiving, and it goes without saying that we are so thankful for all the joy you’ve brought to our lives.
It feels like yesterday and forever ago since you were born.
You’ve grown so much! People still say they can’t believe how tiny you are, but I can’t help but remember how truly tiny you were when we were still in the hospital with you.
We love you so much more than I ever thought I could love anyone or anything. Now that I’m your dad, I’m realizing that if my parents loved me even a fraction of as much as I love you, I was loved so much more than I ever realized.
Your personality is really coming out now. I’ll never forget how my heart melted the first time you smiled for me. And now, you’ll practically smile on demand. And your coos! You coo all the time. There is no greater sound than happy baby coos.
This was the month where we took you to Day Care for the first time. This is also the month where we got to take you out of THAT day care and put you in a better day care near where we work. This means Mom will get to come breast feed you on her lunch break, and that’ll be better for the both of you.
This is the month where we learned about the dreaded Purple Period. From six weeks to eight weeks, you were one inconsolable Moon Pie from six p.m. until about bed time. Fortunately, you have definitely calmed down, and you are back to being our happy, smiley baby all the time.
We had your first Halloween in the last month.
Today, we’re having your first Thanksgiving.
And Mom has already dressed you up as a Polar Bear, but given this adorable smile, you seemed to like it.
Moon Pie at Two Months Old
(And for comparison, Moon Pie at One Month Old)
Napping in your boppy
Sitting up (with support)
The song Distance by Christina Perri (we put it on repeat in the car until you go to sleep, because it calms you down faster than anything)
Mom’s silly noises
Your new swing
Not being fed this very instant!
Tummy time (although you are learning to tolerate it)
Upon making this list of dislikes, we’re realizing you’re a pretty happy baby, and for that, too, we are thankful.
Mom & Dad
P.S. – And because every Open Letter to Moon Pie has to have something a little embarrassing in it, I’ll close with this. When you fart, it sounds like a grown man. Seriously. Thunderous.
Previous Updates – One Month Old Moon Pie
(For those not in the know, Moon Pie is the nickname we have given our unborn child. A lot of people do Bean or Monkey or something similar. Not us. We use a Big Bang reference.)
Dear Moon Pie,
This is the first letter that I have ever written you. I don’t know how old you will be when you first read this letter. My guess is that you’ll be somewhere in your teens.
It’s funny – even though I have not met you yet and have only see the little fuzzy black and white picture of you on the ultrasound, I feel like I know you so well.
Right now, only your mom can feel you moving around. I can’t wait until I get to feel you kick for the first time. But I know you are in there, and I can’t wait to meet you.
Obviously, by the time you are reading this, we’ve already met. I know we’re going to have a great relationship, and I want to be the best dad I can possibly be for you. I’m working as hard as I can to get healthy and fit, just so I’ll be here for as long as you need me.
I want to write these letters to you, before you’re born and as I watch you grow up into an amazing man, so you’ll know how I felt before you were officially here. If you really are reading these as a teenager, you probably think they’re pretty geeky, and let’s be honest – your old man is a geek. But someday, especially when you start your own family, you’ll understand why I’m doing this.
I can’t wait to hold you. I can’t wait to take you home and introduce you to our pets. I think Malcolm will especially like playing with you. I can’t wait to be your dad.
I hope you get the best of me and your mother. Her sciences, my literary. Her music, my math. Her direction sense, my love of the Power Rangers and horror movies. And there are a lot of things we share together, like passion, enthusiasm, and humor, and I’m sure you’ll take after both of us.
We made you together, and you are going to make us a family.
You haven’t even been born yet, and I’m sure you’re going to be an amazing big brother someday, a wonderful son, and one of the best people this world has ever seen.
Okay, let’s do this fast.
You weigh every day. There’s nothing wrong with that, if you can keep the number from getting in your head.
You lost 0.4 pounds over the weekend. You’ve stagnated for two mornings. And this morning, your weight was up 0.6 pounds.
Did you do anything wrong yesterday?
Would you be doing something wrong if you decide to go ahead and take a “diet break” and just restart Friday.
Yes! That would be a terrible, terrible decision.
You can undo a week of dieting with one meal. Unfortunately, losing weight requires a ridiculous amount of diligence. Don’t let it beat you down. Just know that it does require continual hard work, and it always will. No use sugar coating it.
You say you are in this for the long haul, so there it is. Laid out on the table.
You may do everything right and still gain weight some weeks. It’s not the end of the world if you do.
It might be the end of your world if you stay obese. Keep plugging along, no matter how slow it goes. If you gain for three weeks in a row while doing everything right, then we’ll re-examine.
For now, just stay the course.
Things are fine.
Chill the heck out. You got this.