Oh, little one, you are a handful now! Literally. You just keep getting bigger and bigger, you've skipped right over the 6-9 month clothing size and gone straight to the 9-12 month sizing, mostly because of your height.
You have also decided to protest the bottle and will eat only directly from the source, me. We've tried to let your grandparents spend some time with you, but you simply refuse to behave for them! Apparently the only thing that makes you happy in their presence is being walked and bopped around. You are definitely a Momma's boy.
The best thing (for all of us) was that you started sleeping through the night around this time! You appointed 6:30 as your bedtime, and sleep straight through to 6:30 a.m., only to eat and go back to sleep for another 1 to 2 hours. The bad news is that you aren't much of a napper during the day. I'm lucky to get a total of an hour and a half of nap out of you, and that is usually divided into 2 forty-five minute naps.
Your fifth month saw your first Christmas, and it was a BIG one. We had a total of 6 Christmas celebrations in just 5 days, 3 of them in 1 day! But, again, you were a trooper. You did get a little fussy at bedtime for a few nights, which by this point, was not like you at all. But after the hustle and bustle died down and things returned to normal, you were once again sleeping peacefully.
I only hope you know how loved you are, I do everything I can to make you happy, but feel a little insecure sometimes about my abilities to do so. I know it comes with the territory of being a parent, but it's a hard reality, knowing I'm responsible for the type of man you will grow to be. You would think having been at this for two years now I'd be a little more secure in my abilities, but I have a feeling I'll always feel like a novice when it comes to you two boys. Please just know, I do the best I can, and can only hope my best is enough for you and your brother.
With all my love,
Momma
P.S. DROOL BABY!!
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