Five Months

Dear Lula,

You are now are five months old. It's been a busy month with me going back to work and all the hubbub surrounding Christmas, and time has passed very quickly. I can't believe you were four months only a month ago! You are way more fun to play with now.

This month you have learned to roll over from your back to your front, often getting frustrated once you're there and remembering that you don't much care for tummy time. You've gotten two teeth, lined up like sharp little soldiers on your bottom gums, and in the last couple of weeks you've taken to feeling them with your tongue almost constantly.

Ever since we got back from Virginia at Thanksgiving you've been more zen with car rides--they're still not your favorite thing, but you give us more reprieve before you go ninja with the screaming. Sometimes you even fall asleep!

You've also begun sleeping in your own room with very little fanfare--sometimes you still put up a fuss when you're falling asleep, but as long as we have the hepa filter on for white noise you're good to go. You've even gotten back to the point of waking up only once a night on most nights, and taking long morning naps with some regularity, which is like a little bit of heaven for all of us I think.

In the last few days you've begun to make two new sounds: one is the sound of blowing spit bubbles, with its accompanying gestures and spit-bubble-beard; the other resembles a panting sort of hyperventilation, like sometimes the world is so exciting you can hardly bear it.

I like to get right next to your face and make the sound back to you because you're right, the world really is that exciting, and sometimes I can hardly bear it too.

Happy five months, sweet Lu!

Love,

Your Mama