Autumn's one month letter to mom and dad

Autumn turns one month old today! At her pediatrician appointment this morning we found out that she now weighs 9 pounds 9 ounces and is 22 inches long! That's the 89th percentile for height and 45th for weight. She's definitely growing! Anyway, would you believe that she chose to celebrate by writing us a letter all about her first month of life? Yeah, we didn't really believe it either, but she continues to amaze us every day!

No more Newborn clothes for me!

November 12, 2010
Dear Mom and Dad,
Now that I am one whole month old I feel like it's time for me to share some things with you guys about my first 31 days in your world.
First of all, what a wacky place your world is! On my birthday, I vowed to give this place a fair shot before judging your world too harshly. When I was born I did my best to take a good look around and soak everything in, but man those newborn eyes are worthless! Since my vocal chords were the only things things that seemed to function at the time, I had not choice but to use those more than anything else those first few days. Sorry if it freaked you out. 
Do you guys remember when we first drove home from the hospital and you let me move in to your home? Well I hope you remember the details, because all I really remember is waking up to a hairy monster sniffing my face -- you guys call it Wally. And there was another slightly less hairy monster who had a scary contraption that made clicking sounds and flashed light at me -- you guys call that monster Doug.
I want you guys to know that while I really do love both of you, I really really love staring at dad and listening to his voice. I can be in the deepest sleep of my tiny life, but when dad says something, anything, I can't help but throw my hands up in the air and try with my improving eyesight to spot him. He's a handsome guy mom, you know how to pick 'em!
Something else I love is that place you take me when my diaper is full. You lay me down on this soft little blanket, and I just want to start a dance party. I try to talk to you guys too, can you tell? I'm still not quite sure why I love this changing table of mine so much, but when I figure it out I'll get back to you. Oh, and I've been meaning to apologize to you guys about all of the recent diaper blowouts, but now that I'm almost ten pounds you guys clearly need to buy me bigger diapers. Apology retracted. What I do owe you an apology for, however, are the multiple times that I've gone #1 or #2 either right after you guys take off my diaper, or right after you put another one on. That's slightly embarrassing, but like I said, that changing table really gets me going.

Me (right) and my BFF Abigail (left). She talked me into trying out yoga.

Oh yeah, and I wanted to talk to mom about that Mom and Baby yoga class we went to the other day. What the hell was that? Don't get me wrong, I thought it was pretty cool. I got to lay on my back, make all the noises I wanted, and flail my limbs around for a whole hour! I even let out a few really good toots. The other babies thought that was pretty sweet. But what I really wanted to talk to you about was what a hot mess you were. I mean really, you guys did true yoga for maybe twelve minutes, and I have to say I was a little worried you weren't going to be able to carry me out to the car. Twelve minutes, mom? Let's hope the doctor clears you to start working out again soon. I'm not gonna be nine pounds forever you know.

This is what I wear to work with Dad.

A few other things I've really enjoyed about being a part of your world are the car rides, going to work with dad in his office, looking at things with my almost functional eyes, going for walks with the hairy monster (but can you please tell him not to paw at my head while I'm eating dinner?), bath time, and using my vocal chords on full volume when you guys sit down to eat. I also can't tell you how much I LOVE being a gremlin from 5am until you guys get up these days. And I know you guys love it too because mom has started bringing me into bed with her after about thirty minutes of this. I'll try to keep it up so I don't let her down.

Overall, Mom and Dad, I'd say you guys are doing a pretty good job. I am very happy to inform you that after my  month-long assessment of your world, I've decided I'm gonna stick around. I'll work on not vomiting on my clothes two seconds after you put them on me if you buy me some bigger diapers...and a pony. Deal?

Love,
Autumn









Deal, little one. We love you!

 

 

Being a baby is hard work!