My sweet sweet boy.

Dylan,

I guess lets start with the name... We picked Dylan simply because we liked it. Although, Daddy likes to tell people that were were huge 90210 fans. He thinks it's funny, I'm sure by time you read this you'll think it's funny too (after asking "What's 90210?"). Before we knew you were a boy I had kept trying to think of a way to name my child after my Great Grandma Parker. In the beginning you were Sophia, because Daddy liked it so much and girl names were so much easier to come up with than boy names. I wanted Isabelle, but caved and eventually we both started calling you Sophia. We were so sure you were a girl. Although I knew you were a boy, I wasn't surprised one bit when the doctor told me. Next I liked Parker,(after your great great grandma, She was a strong and wonderful woman to be around) you're Dad liked Caiden and Dylan, I let your father pick your first name and I'd pick your middle. Of course there were stipulations, I had to like it. :) In the end we came up with your name together and we joke about how it sounds like a rockstars name and how when you grow up you won't have to change it.

People refer to you as Dyl, Tater Tot or Pickle. I have a tendency to call you Dyl, lover boy, or Baby. (You're only 5 months old)

It's Monday, and you're napping right now. We've been playing all morning. I dumped your whole toy bin upside down in the middle of the floor for you to play in. You were satisfied for a few minutes but grew very frustrated because you couldn't suck on things as if they were your pacifier. Yes, you use a passy. Or rather Mom uses the passy. I'm not quite sure if you "need" it as much as I need it, you're starting to be very vocal, which is good, sometimes. I've also broken another thing that I vowed never to let my child do. You have a blanky. I'm not sure if you'll grow to be attached to it as much as other children are but you love the feel of it next to your face when you're drifting to sleep.

Last night you woke at two and then again at four, this time wanting to eat. I made a bottle and you chugged it down still half asleep. You started signing to me in a quiet sweet voice. "Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhh" as you drifted back to sleep. I put you back to bed and then Daddy came to get you when you woke in the morning. You have been fighting some kind of cold for the past 3 weeks, we all have. Daddy laid you next to me, you rolled over on your side and watched me for a second then reached out and put your hand on my cheek. You drifted back to sleep. I laid there only because you were asleep. I kept fighting the urge to move afraid I'd wake you. Finally after an hour you rolled over onto your tummy and popped your head up looking around as if you were unsure of where you were. Your eyes finally fell upon me lying next to you and your little face lit up with a smile. This is how I wish every morning went. Normally you're up at six and you don't want to snuggle anymore, you're wide awake wanting to play.

Things you like: Frog Song, We're a Happy Family song, Sweet Potatoes, Green Beans, Pacifier, Camouflage blanket, Banana's, Pears, Applesauce, Twinkle Twinkle, The wind up musical star playing when you take naps, Bath time, sitting up, Chewing on anything

Things you hate: Falling asleep when you want to play, Car seat, strangers picking you up



posted by Mommy.