A letter to my baby...

Dear Keegan,

Do you remember when you were born? (probably not, but I do)

Your dad and I were so glad that you were finally here. You were so soft and cuddly (you loved to sleep against your mommy or daddy's chest). You pretty much just slept and ate and made a mess of your diapers, but we sure loved you (even when you would pee on me at 3 in the morning - which actually happened a lot but you couldn't help yourself...you were so young and still half asleep).

Do you remember when you were 1 month old?

You had already gained 3 (!!) pounds...you really loved to eat, and you had already started to smile and laugh (especially when you were asleep). I was still a little tired, and I was still getting the hang of this whole mommy thing, but I loved being home with you all day long, because it meant that I got to see so much through your eyes. It was amazing.

Do you remember when you were 2 months old?

We went to the zoo for the first time with Aunt Becky and your cousins Aiden and Reilly (and daddy, too!). You were trying really hard to hold up your head (and you did a great job) and you liked being on your tummy, but only for a little while. Mommy was scared because you had to get your first shots but you did great at the doctor's office. You barely even cried.

Do you remember when you were 3 months old?
You started sleeping in your own room because you had gotten way too big for your little bassinet, and you finally figured out how to suck your thumb (although thankfully you don't do it a lot anymore). You were taking your baths all by yourself (although you still preferred to take them with mommy) and some of your Aunts and Uncles and cousins came to visit you and play with you when we blessed you.

Do you remember when you were 4 months old?
Lots of things happened. You had your first trip to the beach, you learned how to roll from you back to your tummy and you took your first long car trip up to Utah with mommy, Grandpa and Grandma Leach and Aunt Emily for your cousin Berlin's blessing and you started eating solid foods. You started with sweet potatoes and rice cereal with bananas. You could even sit up, as long as you were supported a little bit, and you started sleeping on your side and tummy (just like your mommy).

Do you remember when you were 5 months old?

You went to your first baseball game (the Padres lost), and you learned how to roll from your tummy to your back. We got to see Aunt Emily graduate from high school and you and mommy were all by yourselves for 5 days while daddy went camping with the scouts (we didn't like that at all). You love to play on the piano (with daddy, especially) and you started pushing yourself up onto your knees and rocking back and forth. You can totally sit up all by yourself, and you love to laugh at your mommy and daddy and at all of the silly things they do.

And now you are 6 months old...

and you have gotten so big. I love your chunky little legs and the way that you snort sometimes when you are laughing. I love that your cheeks get all big and round when you smile. You have learned how to crawl, and you even have 2 teeth. You love to stand on your daddy's hands and you are totally Mr. Independent. You are not afraid to let your feelings be known and you totally flirt with the ladies (no matter what their age might be). You are my even-tempered, amazing, happy and wonderful little boy (even when are waking up 3 -4 times a night or growling at me...or even biting me).

I love you. You made me a mom.

I love you.

I LOVE YOU!