Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Dear Maia

I have never been one of those people who is good at keeping a journal.  I started this blog because of it....hoping that I would be better at typing a journal than writing one (and believe it or not I'm much better at this than writing one....even though I only post every now and then).  I think that writing to no one has always been weird to me.  I don't know how to just write and the whole "Dear Journal" or "Dear Diary' thing always made me feel weird for some reason.  So, ever since Maia was born, I have been keeping a "Dear Maia" journal.  It makes me feel like I have actually been writing to someone and I can write down the things that are going on in life (most of which revolve around Maia anyway).

Well, right now my journal is upstairs and I have a sleeping baby on me, which really makes me not want to get up (but I'm long overdue for a "Dear Maia" entry) so I figured I would just type it here and transfer it later.  So here it goes:

Dear Maia,

I can't believe you have been in my life for 2 months.  It feels like you just got here and like you have been here FOREVER all at the same time.  We went to the doctor for your 2 month check up and the doctor says you look great.  She commented about how attentive you are and how you hold eye contact very well (people have been commenting about this since you were 3 weeks old).  You are 12 lbs 1 oz (69th percentile) and 24 1/4 inches long, which is off the charts, but I think the nurse measured you wrong.  She measured you twice and the first time she said you were 23 3/4 inches...though a few people have mentioned that you look really long (and I agree).


I started work last week, which has been so hard.  I hate being away from you for even a few minutes while I go shower, so leaving for the whole day kills me.  I cried the first 2 days that I dropped you off (and still feel like crying when I think how much time I spend away from you) but I know you are in good hands since you are with your grammy.  There isn't anyone else in the world I would trust more to take good care of you.  Working is hard...I come home sooo tired and then I feel like I'm not as good of a mom to you (not to mention the fact that I'm so tired all the time that I'm not very good at work either...I feel like I'm just no good at anything right now).  On the plus side though, you are finally sleeping more (I hope I don't jinx it by saying it).  You are pretty much the best baby ever (and the smartest).  You must have known I was going back to work and needed to be getting more sleep because you didn't sleep for more than a half hour at a time for the first 8 weeks of your life (except a few very random times or unless I was holding you).  Well, the day before I went back to work you slept for 5 hours!!!  I couldn't believe it.  And every night since you have slept anywhere from 4-6.5 hours at a time (knock on wood).  What a tender mercy that has been in my life...thank you for that.

I think you are the most beautiful baby in the world...and other people seem to think you are pretty cute, too.  People I don't even know will stop me to say how beautiful and cute you are.  The things people talk about most are your HUGE beautiful eyes, your perfect little nose, and your hair (I can't tell you how many times I have heard "Did she come out with all that hair?").  You really are a gorgeous baby.


You only cry when you want or need something and you are a very easy baby to please and calm down.  There were about 2 weeks that you were harder to calm down, but those passed quickly.  Now I am really getting to know you.  You love to sit and talk to me and your daddy and your adorable smiles brighten my day.

You are kind of a mama's girl (you went through a phase where you would cry with just about everyone BUT me)...but I think you are starting to come out of that a bit.  You love the outdoors (your grandpa just spent the afternoon teaching you about trees and lemons and tomatoes and wind chimes) and you like to watch TV (it totally captivates you).  You are like Mary Poppins, "practically perfect in every way," and right now there really isn't a thing in the world that I would change about you.  I love you SO much and am so glad that you are mine and I get to keep you forever.  Please don't grow up too fast!

Love Always and Forever,

Mommy

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