FOR BEING THREE MONTHS OLD YOU SURE ARE BUSY

Dear Baby Girl,

I am still in shock at the fact that you are three months old already. You have changed so much since the day you were born. I look at you, and I see this big, loud ball of giggly energy and I can’t help but smile when I see you. You have these really big, beautiful piercing brown eyes. When you look at me, especially when I’m talking to you, you stare at me like there’s not one else in the room.

In the three months that you have been born, you have developed a distinct personality. You are loud. Very loud. And you love to talk and be talked to. When you start babbling, you do not stop. And for someone who is so small, you have a strong voice that carries throughout the house. I can barely get two words in before you cut me off and start telling me whatever it is that’s so interesting to you. I have a feeling that you are going to have the same problems in school that I did. “Dear parents of Shynea, your daughter talks entirely too much…“

Halloween is right around the corner. Your oldest brother Isaiah is a Halloween fanatic. He loves anything scary and your brother Bammy was born on October 14th, so we always theme his birthday out. This year’s theme is “Something wicked this way comes” and I dug through a box of old clothes and found Bammy’s very first Halloween shirt. It fits you like a charm and you wore it one day while we were out running errands. You were mistaken for a boy, albeit a very cute one. With two earrings. And a black headband.

All-in-all I enjoy watching you scoot on the floor and roll over until you get to where you think you need to be. I’m not sure if you’re suppose to be that mobile at such a young age, but sometimes you act like you’re a lot older then what you really are. (I keep hearing people say it must be in the milk, because babies just don’t act the way they use to. I digress. You’re mostly breastfed. My milk is all good. *smiles*) One good thing is that I can get you to smile at me just by talking to you or walking past you. Your smile brightens my day. It really does.

I love you Baby Girl. And although this last picture isn’t that flattering of you, it’s too cutie and I just couldn’t not post it. I look forward to spending another beautiful month with you.

Loving you always, Mom.