Baby Taco: 4 months, 3 days
My dad came over last week and as he held Taco he looked at me aqnd asked, “Have you ever felt such unconditional love like this?”. To which I replied that I have never fallen in love so quickly and so deeply with anyone. Even being pregnant with him. I knew he was a boy right away despite what others were saying. I didn’t know what he looked like or sounded like. I only heard his heard beat and before giving birth his hiccups on a monitor but I was in love.
I wanted to protect him, keep him safe, keep him healthy. This whole new instinct came over me. Sure, with my siblings I was and still am super protective of them but this feeling is different. I wish I could put it into words. It’s stressful but beautiful. Tiring but energizing. It’s all the emotions good and bad put into one.
So here we are 4 months later. I am trying to let him be more independent. I put him down more. We have this air mattress that makes tummy time much more comfortable than just putting him on the hardwood floor. I can get more things done around the house. I can take a poop now without him crying.
My husband and I are taking him out more. My husband has even taken Taco on dates just the two of them. He fusses and crys, (Taco, not my husband), but overall it’s amazing seeing them together.
Taco is rolling over…kind of. He can do belly to back fairly easy but back to belly has not happened yet. He will roll half way over and scare himself and roll back to his back. When rolling from his belly, the focus in his face makes me laugh. He is so determined and getting so strong!
He smiles so much more now and can almost laugh. This kid loves his dad. When he gets home from work it is like Taco has not seen him in ages. He smiles and kicks his legs and flaps his arms. He loves his dad.
He sleeps through the night and then some. My husband and I have not had a bad night in over a month. At first we were worried but my parents and my husband parenta assured us that no parent in the world has ever complained about a baby sleeping too much. My husband and I are still trying to find our place though after he sleeps. We are both so tired so it’s hard doing anything else but sleep right along with him.
He is still eating every 3 hours though when he’s up and about 8ozs each time. My mom is convinced he should start rice cereal but we are waiting for the doctor visit on Friday.
Speaking of the doctor, I hate it. I know it’s good for him to get checked out, see his progress but he’s going to get shots and I hate seeing him in pain. I wish I could explain it to him.
So I have a 4 month old and a lifetime to go. To see how far he’s come is nothing short of a miracle. Everyday I spend with him is the best day ever. Taco: you’re dad and I love you more than anything. We love how you see the world, your determination to learn and to grow. We have nothing but unconditional love. And we are thankful.