Dear William: Weeks 5 and 6

Dear William,

I was a little busy this week, so I am combining two weeks in one letter. I am sure you will forgive me.

You are quite the tricky one. You like to pretend that you are sleeping and then immediately open your eyes and begin squeaking once I lay down. Cute, but not good for Mama's general health. I'm sure one day you will be more sympathetic...at least I hope you will be...

Over the past two weeks you have lost all the hair on the top of your head and subsequently started growing more hair on your eyebrows (I am very proud). You are also shedding your skin like a snake or your grandpa with a sunburn and I CAN'T HELP BUT PEEL IT. I think I need a pair of those mittens you're being tortured with on a nightly basis. Did I mention you like to scratch yourself? You get so worked up sometimes, especially in the car, and for some reason like to take it out on your face. Your MeMe even filed down your nails, but it was no use. I promise you won't always have to wear mittens, since after a certain age I think it's frowned upon. You also love to watch television. I think it's the colors but I would like to think that you really are interested in what we are watching. You especially liked watching your first basketball game the other day. Thankfully, the Tarheels won, so they gave a good first impression.

Week 5, also known as "Zombie Time"

 Your dad and I love you more and more every day. I know, I say that a lot, but it's true. You are the cutest little person and I love that you are such a weirdo. You like to put your hands and/or a foot down my shirt as I carry you and you like to suck on your daddy's fingers when you are hungry. The other night you went after his entire arm and I laughed for a good long while. Hopefully when I finally get a job you'll save all the cute stuff for when I get home.

Week 6. Look at those cheeks!

Thanks for putting up with us for this long. I promise, we are learning and are only here to serve you.

Love,

Mama

Dear William: One Month Old

Dear William,

Today you are one month old! These four weeks have really flown by. You've gained a little bit of weight (we think you've finally hit six pounds!) and your eyes are now the color of your daddy's. We both kinda hope it stays that way. You spent your one month birthday in Charlotte, taking a hearing test since you decided to fail your first two. Looks like you like to play tricks on us, because you passed with flying colors. The only issue we had was the mean lady doctor had to exfoliate your head to get the electrode to stick. Yeah, you didn't like that too much...

So far, you love to watch tv and play with your hands. You're really good at hiding your pacifier and/or throwing it on the floor. You also went from eating two ounces a bottle to four ounces a bottle. We're figuring it's a growth spurt or you're just going to be a giant. You also were able to hold the bottle on your own today, but I think that was a fluke.

I can't wait to see what you're able to do in the next month. You are already so smart and sweet that I'm so excited to see your little smiles and play with you. Happy one month birthday, sweet baby.

Love,
Mama

Dear William: Week Three

Dear William,

I've finally remembered to start writing my letters to you! Hopefully you'll forgive me. It's incredibly difficult to recall things when I am incredibly tired.

These first three weeks have been pretty crazy. You've invaded our home in quite a noisy fashion. I can't do anything without hearing your little squawks echoing throughout the house, which are incredibly adorable by the way. You have your dad and I completely trained; you go into pterodactyl mode and we come running, bottle or blankie in hand. And I don't mind it one bit :)

You already look more like your dad than me, at least I think so. You have a cute bottom lip and make grumpy little faces, like your dad. Both of you even sleep the same way: mouth wide open. I'm determined something's just going to fly in there one day, your mouth falls open so wide. But I see myself whenever you grip my fingers with your long fingers or kick out your long legs. We even have the same feet (which I will apologize for in the future, especially if you're ten and wearing a size 10).

Right now you are asleep in my lap, pacifer kind of falling out because you are so out of it. I am falling more and more in love with you each day, even though some times I am so tired that I kind of forget. It makes me so proud to see you grab your pacifer or hold your head up. You can even raise your body up when you're on your belly. Your head just hasn't started cooperating yet. Soon you'll be smiling and laughing and I'll be completely yours. I mean, I already am. You just don't realize it yet.
I know you'll do great things and I can't wait to help you achieve them. But right now I'm just happy with the snuggles you let me have.