I'm known by several names: to my family and pre-college graduation friends I'm Nickie, to my post-B.S. friends I'm Marguerite, to a select few I'm Rita, but to you I'm Mommy.
Mommy. I never thought I would fit that description. The word means so much more than I ever imagined. For the last two months I've tried to wrap my head around this new position. I've decided to start this blog so I can share some thoughts with you when you're older. I hope this will help me successfully communicate my feelings as I watch you grow and change. Call it your online baby book. Daddy's here, too. Hopefully we'll both post letters---but just so you know it was my idea :-) Don't let him take credit!
Right now you're laying next to me in bed--in a fitful state just before waking. You're two months old. So far you have always had this period before you wake of stretching and grunting. You're a very gassy baby! (you get that from your father I'm sure). We had a late night last night, so I hope you sleep a little longer, but chances are your empty tummy will get you up.
You are so amazing. I can't stop looking at you. You just had your first shots yesterday. You cried--I don't blame you. That nurse really jabbed the needle into you. You are growing well--chubby, but not excessively so. You are smiling a lot more these days and making little noises. You are so cute!
Ok precious, the next few blogs will be me re-tracing our steps together. Please be patient, humor me darling. You're only 2 months old, but it seems that so much has happened. Daddy might chime in too!
Love you,
Mom
