Letters to Jack: Two Months.

My sweet little love,

I'm holding you as I write this. You're staring up at me with wide eyes and your hands under your chin, like you're thinking. I know in a few minutes, you'll start making a case for more breakfast, but for now the house is quiet and it's just me and you, hanging out and having coffee like buddies.

That's really how the last two months have been-enjoying life with my best friend and you, our new little best friend. This month, especially, has been so much fun. I feel like you've had your own personality from day one, but I've gotten to see so much of that this month. Your smiles are way more frequent and less accidental-you smile whenever we rub your head. You've started sticking your tongue out and you make this little chirping noises that I think will one day turn into a laugh.

You had a lot of big adventures this month-you went to the beach, to brunch with our friends, to the mall, to a fancy banquet, to many, many pool days. You're such an easy baby, we've just taken you everywhere and had the best time doing it.

This weekend was rough. You had your first vaccines and you got hurt for the first time-a scratch on your perfect little face. Both times you screamed, and both times it felt like my heart was going to shatter right inside of me.

After your shots, we snuggled you so much. I promised you that as soon as you were old enough, I was going to take you for ice cream to make up for this crappy day. I also told you that on the bright side, you wouldn't be getting polio. I know you couldn't understand that, but I hope you felt loved anyway.

I know it would be normal to end this by saying "I can't believe you're two months old already!" but that wouldn't be true. I can believe that, because I have spent every single day enjoying you and soaking up all that this stage of life has to offer. Time isn't racing by, because me and you, we're getting all we can get out of life. The good days and the long days and the hard days, we're living them all. Two months down, and it's been the best.

Happy two months, Jack Jacobs. I continue to be convinced that you are the best thing that has ever happened in the history of this world. I look forward to so many more months of just living life with you.

Love you forever. xo

One Month With Jack. AKA, All of the Pictures.

Week One:

This was the first picture I took of you in the hospital...something that you made very clear right away is that you LOVE your hands. You need them by your face at all times. Swaddle or no swaddle, you're gonna find a way to get those hands where you want them. 

In the hospital, we just took turns holding and staring at you. It felt so surreal that you were here, that you were real, and that you were ours. 

We took you home, and you fit right in. You loved your new house, and getting to meet your big brother, Gatsby. 

We bundled you up for your first doctor's appointment (you did great!), and you decided to show us what is one of my absolute favorite things about you: You give the world's best side-eye. It is hilarious. 

Your first week brought a very, very important day (other than, you know, being born and all of that): Your first trip to Target. You found it relaxing, so obviously you take after me.

When you were a week old, you flashed us a smile. You actually smiled at me in the hospital when they were wheeling us to our room, but I managed to get a (blurry) picture of this one. It will probably be my screen saver forever. 

Week Two: 

You got your first bath. You hated every single second of it, but didn't mind being wrapped up after. 

You made it pretty clear that you're not the biggest fan of sleeping at night. However, you're a huge fan of snuggling, and will go right to sleep if you're snuggled with us. 

I discovered the magic of baby-wearing, and it has been life changing. You feel like you're being snuggled and I have both my hands. It's a win-win. 

You continue to crack us up with your hilarious little facial expressions.

 Megan came and took your newborn pictures. 

You went for your first outdoor walk in your stroller...you lasted about 90 seconds before going to sleep. 

Week Three: 

You keep flashing these sleepy smiles when you're milk drunk. Also, you still need your hands right by your face.

 We discovered that if we put you in your raccoon suit, you sleep much better. I don't know what kind of magic it has, but it makes me call you a wild thing and say things like "let the wild rumpus begin!" and "I'll eat you up, I love you so!" Every time you wear it. 

Your second doctor's appointment was much better than your first, because it included your first trip to Chick-Fil-A!

 We got dressed up and Chris took us on a date to my favorite sushi place! You were worth it, but 9 months without sushi was hard! 

 Grandma came to visit you and took you to Chili's!

 We introduced you to our favorite hang out spot in the sunshine-the rooftop!

Week Four: 

You watched your first football game with Grandpa, which just happened to be the Superbowl. 

Side-eye game: Still strong.

This is my favorite face you make. It makes me laugh out loud every time I see it.

Happy one month, little buddy. Thanks for making us a family.