Miss Noa, you think I’d have time to write more about with all my new found free time since having quit working, but the thing is tacking care of a baby and trying to give your big sisters ample attention doesn’t leave much free time at all. And at the end if the day, I sleep as fast as I can possibly get in bed. I wonder about those people who can sleep for five hours a night and function like a normal human being, I am not one of them.
Enough about me at three months, this is about you. My sweet little baby. It’s a good thing I wrote about those days when you would scream for hours, because they are long forgotten. You seem to be the happiest baby ever. You started smiling about two weeks ago and smile all the time. It’s as if you know what cute means already, when I tell you you are cute, you smile bigger, gurgle, and turn your head to flirt a little. You love to play, I can leave you on your little kick and play piano mat for a good 10+ minutes before I even hear a sound from you. You love to be outside, you love your swing, you even tolerate tummy time for close to 15 minutes at a single time. And you love to just get carried around, propped up on my shoulder or napping in your carrier.
Noa you have perfected your schedule, you eat, play until you hit the 90 minute mark then you sleep until it’s time to eat again. And you are my night time dream baby, you wake up around 3 or 4 and go right back to sleep again until 7. And you burp like a champ right on que.
I could stare at you all day if nothing else had to be done and I think the feeling is mutual. You don’t seem to mind when I share you but no matter who is holding you you are starting at me, you will follow me around a room with your eyes.
Basically you are a tiny little dream. Easy, happy, kind of makes me want another one one day.