Ready for Baseball Season!

Thanks uncle Brett for my onsie!

Piano Time

Everyday after work my ritual is to sit with wolfie and have an infant piano lesson. The curriculum consists of sitting wolfie jn his little chair where he can reach the keys. I play and sing and he plunks along with me. Sometimes he stops, his mouth hanging wide open, and just watches me. From the infant development books I'm reading, I believe it that he is unconsciously learning the art of music. Since we started doing this, I noticed that he plays very delicately, and other times he wails on it. This shows me he is learning dynamics. He wiggles his little fingers in the air and is starting to squeal with me while I sing. And as a grand finale, we finish off with a trick his dear ole grandpa taught him...."the Jerry Louis". This consist of holding his legs above the keys while he dances and does the jig on his very own black and white dance floor. He absolutely LOVES this!

4.5 month check up!

Wolfie had another round of shots today and did fantastic! He gave one squeal each time they pricked him, but after he was back to his classic calm wolfie temperament. He loved playing with the paper on the table, haha. He weights 16.5 pounds and is 26" long. He was however VERY tired today from his exhausting ordeal. :)

Dimming of the Day

Being a working mom of a baby, there are days when life is happening so quickly it's like running alongside a moving train and trying to jump up to catch wherever it's going. Feet moving so fast you almost trip, arms reaching up at that car as it shakes back and fourth out of your grip - and when you're on....scenes flying past your view too quick to recognize where you even are. And equally there are days when you need to get off...taking leaps of faith in yourself that it's the right place to jump off those tracks and thump onto the ground without getting hurt. And then there are days...the most beautiful days when you're at your destination. Nothing is moving, and you're exactly where you need to be. It's the destination that has no physical location, but the feeling of peace, love, and safety in your heart. My job as a mommy is going to be trying as hard as I can to get here as often as I can...I'll jump on and off millions if miles of tracks to get here if I have to.

Today, this place is filled with lullaby music I've played for wolfie since he was born, his chest pressed against mine, our heart beats syncopated and thumping together. His breath on my neck, little fingers caressing my fingers, and feeling the little hairs on my lips while I kiss the top of his head...quiet house, and the "baby of mine"drifting in and out of sleep while the light outside the windows gets more pale. Dinner can wait, my jog can wait, the dirty clothes can wait....I'll catch the next train.