You are officially three months old now and have had more change in your short calendar days than any other baby I am aware of. This was the month that we settled in our new home and you in your new room. Dad keeps reminding me how blessed we are that you have your own room and as much as I love having a space for you to lay your head, I am pretty sure would you be happy anywhere.
Our first official vacation with you was wonderful. You were your sweet little self that we have come to expect and that made it pretty easy to have you around. We had lots of adventures including a day trip to Milwaukee, just the three of us. You laid by the pool (insert opportunity to rock your cute sun hat here) under the shade of the umbrella and there was always someone there wanting to hold you.
I don’t have anything profound to tell you right now and I’m ok with that. I have just been trying just to weather all of this change going on in and around us, some days handling it better than others. Between all of these moments I have loved being your mom and felt a deep connection to making sure I give you as much joy as you give to me. A few new nicknames evolved this month and right now you are my little june bug or my scooter boo. Uncle Erich mocks us about that one so I won’t tell anyone I caught him calling you that too.
Dad is starting on a big new adventure tomorrow as he begins his master’s program at Calvin. We are actually all starting on a big adventure because this is our journey too. I’m so glad we had some time together before then to just hang out and relax but I will say, he & I are both much better with routines in our lives so it is time to begin. It is time for you and I to find our rhythm in the days and hopefully meet some new friends to walk with in our new city.
Where have the days gone june bug? I don’t know but I do know that I thankful for every one of them with you.