I love being a mom.

Too Fast...

You are 15 weeks old now. Drool seems to be your constant companion, and you soak through a bib hourly. Daddy makes you laugh...he jiggles your legs, and you squeal in happiness back at him. Mommy can't seem to get a solid laugh out of you yet, maybe it's a guy thing. You study everything around you with such purpose, sometimes I think your eyeballs will pop out of your head. You wont give a smile to just anyone, Mommy, Daddy, family, but not some old lady at the grocery store. Your hands fascinate you, and when you can aim one into your mouth to chew on, you suck away. You are growing out of everything like a weed, and it makes Mommy want time to slow down. You make Mommy and Daddy so happy. We are so lucky.

Kuba is 12 weeks old.

He is starting to be able to control his left hand. He likes to suck on it. He sees it, brings it to his mouth with precision, and sucks like crazy...then he gets excited, and his arms flail, and he starts the whole process over again. He is growing, and is, I believe, about 14 pounds...

I am enjoying so much watching him grow. He is turning into this little man, and it's so much fun to see his personality showing itself here and there. For example: He knows that if he fusses, just a little, I am a wuss, and will pick him up. He doesn't even put much effort into fussing, he just pouts his little lip, and I turn to jelly.

Becoming a mother has surprised me. I used to never like kids. I mean, I always knew I would love/ like my own kids, but other kids just annoyed me. I have suddenly become interested in my friends children. I guess becoming a mother, you see how you want to brag, and talk about how great your kids are all the time, and it's become way easier to identify with those women.