Andrew Is 4 Months

When Andrew was born I would tell myself...If I make it to 4 months old, life will be good. I knew at 4mo. that Andrew would be smiling, interacting more and hopefully sleeping through the night. I thought by that point that we would be in a routine and have learned each other. I used it as my mental pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. I know it is silly, but you come up with some strange thoughts when you haven't really slept though the night in weeks and you are sitting alone in the dark living room at 3am waiting for your child to fall asleep. If we could only make it to 4mo...at the time it seemed so far away.

This weekend Andrew will be 4mo old! Where did the time go? A lot of my mental goals have come true. Andrew is sleeping 11-12 hours a night. We have somewhat of a routine...most importantly at bed time. He smiles regularly. It melts my heart every single time. I hope he never realizes the power that sweet smile has. If he does, we are sure to have a pony or heaven knows what else. He loves to "talk" to anyone who takes the time to listen. He is holding his toys and working hard to get them in his mouth. And after 8 hours of fussy Andrew today we also suspect teething fun has begun. He HATES tummy time and loves to sit up like a big boy.

As for learning each other that is a continuous job. When I think I have finally figured out how he works, the next day it is completely different. I love this job. It is harder and way more fun then any job I have ever had. I am so blessed that my husband is willing to work everyday so that I can be home with our "little man".

As I sat rocking Andrew this morning I decided that I don't need another goal to work to. In the months ahead I am going to try and enjoy my baby while he is still a baby. No more wishing these months away. It just goes by too fast.