Letters to Jack – October 2017
You are three months old today. In some ways, it seems like these last three months have flown by. Your Grandma Ellen always says, “The days are long, but the years are short,” and she is so right. I want to remember every single moment with you, but they are going by so fast that I’m afraid I’m going to forget the little things like how you smell after your bath and how you grab my finger while I’m giving you your bottle and how you pucker your lips while you sleep.
I can barely remember what life was like before you got here. You and I have shared a lot of sleepless nights, a few tears, and more grins and giggles and snuggles than I can count. You have captured my heart in a way that I didn’t even know was possible, sweet boy. Your daddy and I feel like the luckiest people in the world because of you.
As we have watched you grow over these last three months, all we have been able to talk about is what you’ll be like when you grow up. You’re trying so hard to crawl already, and you love trying to stand up when we are holding you in our laps, so your daddy is excited and hopes that you’ll be an athlete. You absolutely love music and always kick your feet and shake your hands with the rhythm of whatever song we are playing for you, so I hope that you’re going to be gifted in music. We have all kinds of plans and dreams for you already, but the most important thing is that you find what you love and that you are happy.
Here are some milestones from your first three months:
Meeting Uncle a John Robert
We love you, baby boy.