Letters to My Rosie: 3 Months Old

Dear Rose,
You are growing up so fast my baby mermaid. I blinked and now you're turning 3 months old. How did this happen? I spent the better part of the afternoon just folding up your newborn clothes, tiny hats and onesies you wore for practically half a day. It gave me a twinge of heartache because I feel that chapter ended way too quickly.

Last night you slept in your own room for the first time. I expected you to be scared but instead I got a snoring baby less than two minutes after I put you down. Even with the monitor rigged so I could watch you, I still must have checked up at least half a million times--ready at a moment's notice to kiss and hug away any nightmare monsters. But instead you slept so blissfully, arms raised above your head and little mouth half-open.

Truthfully, I am afraid to fall asleep at night and wake up to find you graduating high school.

 Every day you amaze me more and more (like seriously, what are you storing in those giant chipmunk cheeks sweetie?) Thanks for laughing at my rendition of Blink 182's All the Small Things. I promise mommy will try and learn some actual lullabies one of these days.



Love,
Mama