A Day in the Life of Matthew at 3 Months Old

It worked. I only had to cry for a couple of seconds and she appeared. I love how that works every time. Now she's unwrapping me from the blankets, what's left of them anyway from my kicking most of them off. And she's smiling and talking to me like she always does. She's telling me "Good morning. I love you Matthew." How nice is that to wake up to? I'll smile and make all the faces I can think of and then she's bound to pick me up. I get to eat right away. Yum yum. Mommy's milk. It's nice to have someone to talk to after a meal. "Gooo garrrr, maa-maaa. goooey gaaaa. Maaaaa." Time to get dressed. I wonder what she'll choose for me today. I hope it's a baseball outfit. I like dreaming about my baseball days. We went to that game the other day and that looked like a fun game. I could run someday like that.


Wow. She's wiping me and getting all the soggy slop out of my diaper. Thank you so much! Maybe I'll even get a bath today. I'll get to kick and soak in the warm water that feels like my previous home. And it smells really good too. Nope, doesn't look like bath day. Here comes the clothes. Oh good, it's a snap in the front outfit so it doesn't have to go over my head. I can look at my mommy all I want while she does this. And I can kick on the changing table, swish swish. What a cool sound.


I guess we're going out now. Where will it be today? Target? There's new clothes and toys for me there. Out to lunch? People smile and tell my mom how cute I am there. Or will we go see the grandparents? They're nice, but they don't hold me quite like my mom. I'll have to scream loud enough to get mom to come get me every 5 or 6 minutes. Oh well. They do make me laugh sometimes. Maybe I'll like that when I'm older, when they don't have to hold me for everything.

Well we're in the car now. It's jiggling my head. That's the way I like it. Oh, no. It stopped. Now I have to scream loud and see if that makes it go again. I hate when it stops. She's not listening. Why doesn't she do anything? This is not as effective as it is in the house. Or at the grandparents houses. What do I do now? I guess I'll just keep screaming. Good. It worked. We're moving again. Ahhhh... it's like a little massage. And so fun. Moving moving... hey. Quit stopping. "AHHH! AHHHHAAA HHAAAA!!!" Worked again. Good thing my voice is loud. I could do this all day. But I'll try not to. I heard mommy telling someone she doesn't like when I cry that much. It makes her want to cry too.


I can't wait for Daddy to get home. He's so strong. I like how he holds me and rocks me sometimes too. And he tells me thank you for giving him a work out. That's nice. He's also very nice to my mommy. I'm glad about that because she deserves it. She works so hard to make me happy and well fed. Mmmm mmmm. More of that milk. I'll take all I can get! I've heard people say that I'm getting chubby. I don't know if that's a good thing, but Daddy said it's my job to eat and grow, so I'll just keep doing my job, reguardless of what they say. And that milk is so yummy. More more more please...

How did I end up here? In my crib again? I'll just suck on my thumb a little. That's nice. But where's Mommy? I better scream for her. Just a little though. It doesn't take much for her to come running to come keep me company. "Hi Sweetie Pie. You woke up!" Oh, she loves me so much! And now I get to have some more milk!

Maybe she'll put me on my tummy so I can get my neck muscles stronger. Or there'll be some toys on the blanket for me to listen to or look at. Sometimes she puts them in my hand and I shake them myself. That's fun.

I feel myself getting sleepy again. I'm not ready for bed. I'll just cry. Maybe that will wake me up. Oh, why is she rocking me? That's going to put me to sleep. It's not time. Daddy's turn. When did he get home? Yes. He'll keep me up. He ... oh, what's this? Mommy's telling him how to rock me like she does. I'm in for it. I'll be asleep in...

It must be time for more milk. It's still dark out. But my covers are being unwrapped and Mommy is standing over me, rubbing her eyes. Sure, I'll take a middle of the night snack. Then maybe even a daiper change. Thanks. Then I'll gladly be wrapped back up again and go to sleep. What a great life I have. "Sweet dreams Matthew. I love you." I love you too Mommy. So nice of her to get up for me. She really does love me.

My life lately

As you can see by my lack of blogging, I've been extremely wrapped up in other things, mainly spending every waking moment enjoying my baby boy. Let me just say that I simply love my life! My husband and son are the epitome of dreams come true and I bask in the glow of God's blessings over me because of all that he has provided. Matthew is blessed to have both sets of grandparents living close by. The grandpas like to make funny noises for his entertainment pleasures and the grandmas love to hold and kiss him and listen to him coo and smile at them. I've been tutoring, about 5-6 hours per week. This has been great to keep my students current and also to give Matthew some time with his grandmothers. They have each been coming one day a week to watch him while I tutor. He also is an easy enough baby for me to tutor even when they aren't here. I just hold him, or let him swing or sleep. Mostly I teach ESL students who need conversational practice, so it's sort of like hanging out with friends, except I get paid and I'm constantly correcting their grammar and giving them homework assignments and spelling tests. I try not to do that with my friends... ha ha.

Matthew and I also go out to lunch and shopping often, to get out of the house and let other people see him. Wherever I go, people smile. Sometimes I feel like a movie star. But really it's just Matty's adorable face and magnetic personality that causes strangers faces to light up and stop in their tracks. I think he's making people's day all the time just by being who he is, a precious and extremely cute and expressive baby.

If we're not eating or shopping, visiting with granparents (my 91 year old grandma also enjoys our visits to her house) or tutoring, then we just sit around and stare into each other's eyes and make each other laugh. I am still enthralled by Matthew's every move and loving every minute of being his mom. Stay tuned for my next blurb on Matty's growth and exciting developments...