Dear Marcus,
Every time I look at you, you've grown. You are huge! Last night, I put on a pair of OU jammies on you that your brother wore when he was seven months old. You are so cute and so sweet. You love to smile at people. The other night, we had the Martin family over and you would not take your eyes off of Aunt Gayla. Every time she looked at you, you would smile at her and start talking. When she talked back, you went nuts! You are a sweet, sweet baby boy.
You're sleeping through the night most nights. If I keep you in the swing, you do fine, but we're working on sleeping in your bed. Last night was your longest stint in the bed. Five and a half hours! You'll get it and before I know it, you'll be sleeping as long as Jordan! It's so different with the second baby. I was stressed all of the time about Jordan and trying to teach him how to sleep. I worried about everything. With you, I'm just going with the flow. You are already in a great schedule and I didn't have to do anything!
You had your first fever this past week. It was so sad. You didn't understand why you felt so rotten! Poor little guy. At one point, you just looked at me and a big tear rolled down your cheek. You were only sick for a day, though. And unlike your brother, there were no trips to the ER!!
Last night, I heard your laugh for the first time. Oh, it's cute (shocker!!). And of course you laughed at your brother and your dad. They were wrestling and you thought it was hilarious. You love both of those guys already. I can tell I am in trouble because you three are quite the team. More girl's nights for me, I suppose!
This Christmas is so special. I am so glad we have you. I was thinking about the fact that last year at this time, we were getting ready for Baby Ruby and had no ideas that our hearts would soon be broken. And then they would be restored by our good God who gave us YOU as a special and unexpected gift. He is too good to us and we cherish you.
I love you, Buddy. I can't wait to see our family dote on you over the next few days. You are going to be spoiled rotten!
Love,
Mom
Every time I look at you, you've grown. You are huge! Last night, I put on a pair of OU jammies on you that your brother wore when he was seven months old. You are so cute and so sweet. You love to smile at people. The other night, we had the Martin family over and you would not take your eyes off of Aunt Gayla. Every time she looked at you, you would smile at her and start talking. When she talked back, you went nuts! You are a sweet, sweet baby boy.
You're sleeping through the night most nights. If I keep you in the swing, you do fine, but we're working on sleeping in your bed. Last night was your longest stint in the bed. Five and a half hours! You'll get it and before I know it, you'll be sleeping as long as Jordan! It's so different with the second baby. I was stressed all of the time about Jordan and trying to teach him how to sleep. I worried about everything. With you, I'm just going with the flow. You are already in a great schedule and I didn't have to do anything!
You had your first fever this past week. It was so sad. You didn't understand why you felt so rotten! Poor little guy. At one point, you just looked at me and a big tear rolled down your cheek. You were only sick for a day, though. And unlike your brother, there were no trips to the ER!!
Last night, I heard your laugh for the first time. Oh, it's cute (shocker!!). And of course you laughed at your brother and your dad. They were wrestling and you thought it was hilarious. You love both of those guys already. I can tell I am in trouble because you three are quite the team. More girl's nights for me, I suppose!
This Christmas is so special. I am so glad we have you. I was thinking about the fact that last year at this time, we were getting ready for Baby Ruby and had no ideas that our hearts would soon be broken. And then they would be restored by our good God who gave us YOU as a special and unexpected gift. He is too good to us and we cherish you.
I love you, Buddy. I can't wait to see our family dote on you over the next few days. You are going to be spoiled rotten!
Love,
Mom
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