One of my strengths is my wide range of expressions. Not being able to talk yet is a real bummer, but I do what I can to let Mommy and Daddy how I feel. Along with my cries, coos, calls, and yelps, I let my face mirror my feeling at the time. (Sometimes I kind of exaggerate my expression, just so that there is no misunderstanding.)
Here it is obvious that I want you to know that I’m sad.
Sleep is very important to a baby, but I’m not the best at sleeping on my own. Sometimes I go to sleep very easily and sleep for a very long time. Other times, I cry the instant my body touches my crib mattress or my napping mat. For me, sleep is not a simple peaceful time of rest and reenergizing. There are a range of emotions that I go through during sleep and they are all very apparent on my face.
Daddy sometimes calls me “Buddy” and then gives me a fist bump. I still haven’t mastered control of my hands, but I’m doing a little better now. If you watch my progress, you’ll see that I even got the “fist bump blow it up” down. Sure, the “blow it up” part is slightly over exaggerated, but I think it looks cool!
Cool!
Overall, I think I’m a very good boy. I am very nice and good tempered, and I listen to Mommy and Daddy. But sometimes I don’t always agree with them. Now that I’m learning to converse more I can express myself better and let my opinion be known. So when I was having a conversation with Daddy about food again, I was very adamant about my position that I should be allowed to have ice cream. Daddy was calmly trying to tell me that I was too young for ice cream, but I heard that ice cream was really good and I really wanted to try some. I let my emotions take a hold of me and ended up back talking. I understand that Mommy and Daddy are just watching out for my health and what Daddy was saying was right, but I REALLY want to eat ice cream. I heard that Grandpa loves ice cream too. Maybe I can convince him to sneak me some.
I’m not a morning person, but sometimes I have a pretty good start to my day. Today I started my morning with a nap. Trust me, it works wonders.
Thanks to that nap I woke up smiling. Now tell me that this isn’t the best way to start the day.
When I don’t wake up crying that means I don’t need to be nursed, changed, rocked, held, or eased back to sleep. That is a good morning start.
Daddy often joins me on my play mat during tummy time. He’s trying to give me a reason to look up instead of just resting my head on the mat. It’s nice to know that I’m not alone during tummy time.
We’ve been trying out new places for me to take my naps, because I normally don’t like to be put down. We tried the couch again today, and it worked pretty good for a while. I always feel like I’m a big baby boy, but when things are put in perspective, I realize that I am still pretty little.
You know how I have chats with Daddy while sitting in my Daddy chair? Well, recently, our chats have developed more into full on conversations with me doing my part to keep the conversation going. It is really fun to interact with Daddy. Today’s topic was food.
Swaddling works sometimes, but at other times I cannot be contained, even in my sleep. I just keep kicking at the blanket until I get free.
But sometimes not all of me gets free.
It looks I have an extra elbow, but that’s not what it is. It’s just my meat. Yep, I have meaty arms. Hard to believe all this came from a breast milk diet.
I started the morning like this, all swaddled up. I was put in my chair instead of my crib after my morning feeding. When I woke up, I was in a great mood!
See? Great mood!
I’m usually not a morning person, but every so often I wake up on the right side of the bed. This is a great way to start the day!
I was having a chat with Daddy and having a great time, laughing and smiling. Then all of a sudden my laughs changed into cries. Sometimes it’s hard to distinguish one from another. They sound eerily alike at times.
Just having a lovely chat with Mommy before bedtime. We’re just telling each other about our day. Even though we spent the whole day together, it is good to go over the events. I love talking to Mommy. As you can see, I am hanging on her every word.
I know what you’re thinking, “What is that?” Well, that was the lint that was in my hand. Yep, all of that in my tiny little hand. And that is only one day’s worth. I take a bath every day and clean my hands thoroughly every day. How do I know? Because there is usually a patch of lint floating around in the bath water when I’m done. The thing that worries me is that all this lint was in my left hand. I barely have any lint in my right hand. Coincidentally, my right hand is that hand that I chew on and suck on when I’m hungry or am trying to calm myself down. So that means that all that lint…well, you get the idea.
Good news! I got my passports! Yep, plural. Two of them. I can’t wait to use them. It is a big world and there are a lot of places that I want to visit, but the place I want to go to first is Hawaii! No, not for the sunny beaches and beautiful weather. Wait, on second thought, yes, that, but not only that. The main reason I want to go there is meet Grandma and Grandpa! I’ve talked to them a lot on FaceTime, but I have yet to see them in real life.
Now that I have my passports I can’t wait to use them once the travel restrictions end. World, here come Mason!
Mommy and I went for a walk to the park today. The weather was so nice that it was hard to stay indoors. Even though it was really hot, the fresh air was nice. We make sure to go out for at least a little bit every day. I found that there are a lot of nice places within walking distance of our house. We can get to many different parks, supermarkets, train stations, and even a shopping mall. Very convenient.
Poor Daddy was stuck at home doing some work. He didn’t get to go on today’s walk, but at least he didn’t get all hot and sweaty. I had to get toweled down when I got home. Man, this summer heat is brutal.
Today was another great day! It was a long and busy day of learning, engaging, and fun! With so much going on during the day, exhaustion is sure to follow. When that tired, the best thing is to do is enjoy a good snuggle and sleep. (By the way, I’m talking about Daddy. But I had a good day, too!)
I enjoy my chats with Daddy while sitting in my “Daddy chair”. We talk about a lot of stuff and sometimes it is a two-way conversation and sometimes I just am happy to look at him and hear his voice. Today’s chat was the latter.
I am a very big baby. Size-wise, not in the sense that I cry about everything. I am a very big boy. Size-wise, not in the sense that I can do a lot of things on my own. I am just big. I am getting too big for Mommy’s arms. That is saying something since I was pretty much too big for her arms a month ago. We are all waiting for the day when I can hold my head up on my own. It will make many things so much easier. Until then, I will be overflowing in her arms.
Mommy and Daddy thought that I needed more exercise, so I went running today. Okay, that may be misleading. I had supported running practice. I’m not sure if I enjoy running around just for the sake of running or fitness. I hear that many grownups do that, but it might not be my thing just yet. I kind of had a face lacking enthusiasm and feeling that I just have to get this over with to earn that dessert tonight. I hear that many grownups do that too. To be honest, I think Daddy got more of a workout than I did.