five months

This month wasn't our easiest month but this month Cameron and I became an item. I don't mean that I didn't love him before this month because I totally did but this month he was all about acknowledging who loves him more than anyone else in the world and he made me feel so special. He told me all about how much he loved me all night long for many, many nights in a row and while I would be angry and TIRED (oh the TIRED) there was a part of me that secretly sort of loved that he wanted me and only me. The little mama's boy. I know that someday he'll grow up and glare at me like she does and say "No Mama, DADDY!" so I'm reveling in him wanting only mommy while it lasts.

I have sort of come to the conclusion that the boy has split personalities. There is this sweet little (OK, he's big) boy who laughs and smiles and coos and carries on happily all day long but when the sun goes down and the moon comes out, the crying starts. The crying and the eating and the refusing to sleep. At dinner time when he's happily bouncing up and down in his Jumperoo laughing hysterically I almost can't believe that it's the same baby that cried for six straight hours the night before. So one minute I'm saying that he is the sweetest little baby on the planet and the next I'm talking about how the devil himself manifested himself in my only son. Sort of depends on the day. Or the hour of the day.

He weighed in at just over sixteen pounds at five months (yes I was a MONTH late for his well-baby visit), in the 95th percentile for height and 50th for weight but you'd guess the other way around by looking at him because he looks like a little butterball. He charmed every nurse in the place with his chubby little legs and his big, full face grins.

The baby chunk is in full force and OHMYGOD I just can't get enough of it. I find myself endlessly running my fingers along the dimples in his chunky baby hands and along the creases by his elbows and that second roll in his thighs because I'm not sure that I'll ever get to spend hours obsessing about the cuteness of a baby of mine ever again. Every single surface of his body is the cutest thing on planet earth.
 
He's a little lady's man, my Cameron, easily to laugh and constantly seeking the attention of those around him. He doesn't care if he's never seen you before if you smile and talk to him he is guaranteed to laugh out loud from the depths of his belly. And that laugh? It could cure the sick, I swear it could.

I love how he rolls instantly to his stomach the minute you set him on the floor and how he then proceeds to get all pissed off because he's on his stomach. It's like a nervous twitch, he almost starts rolling before he even hits the floor.

I love how he found his feet this month and how he could spend literally hours and hours and hours starting at them. I love how he studies everything with his wide-eyed look, the look that every single person comments on the first time they meet him. His eyes are always wide open taking everything in.

I love how he burrows his head into my shoulder almost bites when he's hungry, aggressively letting me know that it's time for food. Not in a few minutes, not in a few seconds, RIGHT NOW LADY.

And then an hour after he eats I love how the burrow has turned into a snuggle, him grabbing a fist full of my hair and inhaling my scent, letting me know that it's time for sleep as though I wasn't the one that set the schedule in the first place.

I love how just before he drifts off to sleep he turns his head to the side and looks up into my eyes and not quite smiles but without words somehow acknowledges that he's really glad I'm there. I will never ever EVER forget that look on his face, so content and so pure and so incredibly chalk full of love. It is when they look at me that way that I feel like a mother. And the sleepless nights and the temper tantrums and the never ever getting a spare minute to myself? It's TOTALLY worth it.

Comments

[lib]

wow, he is absolutely adorable! keep the good (and hard) work!

[The Mommy]

Love it! His little chunkiness is adorable! You know what I would like to see? Pictures of Cam and Renee when they're around the same age. You know, in your spare time...maybe August when the sleep deprivation is gone (and it WILL go away).

[Mom]

oh, that sweet and adorable baby boy! FIVE months already...I just want to hold and squeeze him :)