Three Months

Emerson is a quarter of a year old! I still can't believe it, but I gave birth to my baby boy 14 weeks ago. He has completely changed our world in such a short time. The love in my heart for this kid takes my breath away.

The other weekend we took our first family pictures. It was originally supposed to be Emerson's 3 month/Halloween shoot, but with no costume (more on that in a minute) we had time to add some family shots. At this age it is so hard to schedule appointments because there's no saying what kind of mood he'll be in at that time on that day, but thankfully he was great this time. We came prepared with a bottle so anytime he started to get cranky we just stuck that thing in his mouth and he was a-okay. I'm so in love with the final products!

Halloween came and went WAY too fast. We had one heck of a time with costumes this year. This is one of my favorite holidays and AJ and I always dress up, but this year I was so focused on finding a costume for Emerson that AJ and I just decided to dress up as parents! I thought I was ahead of the game when I bought Emerson's costume a month in advance, but I'm dumb and never had him try it on until the week before his pictures and of course it ended up being too big. We bought a super cute elephant costume at Costco and after that didn't fit, AJ ordered a baby pilot costume that was to die for. We bought the costume and a cute matching bomber pilot hat to go with it and when they came in the mail neither fit, UGH! The costume was sized 0-6 months, but was clearly made for a fat and long 6 month old. What newborn do you know that is the same size as a 6 month old?? Since both costumes were too big and because we waited until the week before Halloween to figure that out we went with the smaller of the two and ta-da, Emerson the Elephant! Still the cutest elephant I've ever seen!

He was over his costume at this point

My First Halloween!

Three months for Emerson meant back to work for me. BOO! He's been at daycare for two weeks now and I'm just starting to adjust. I've been very lucky and have had part time approved for my first 6 months back so Emerson only has to be at daycare three days a week. Leaving him on his first day was by far one of the hardest things I've ever done. The week before he started daycare Emerson started sleeping 7-8 hours every night. It was perfect timing for me because working makes it a tad hard to stay in my pjs all day and catch some zzz's during nap time. The week before I went back I started planning out how our mornings would work and I thought I had a pretty great plan, but of course our first morning was hell! Everything that could go wrong, did; it's like Emerson knew I was leaving him. My first day back I didn't have to come in until 8 am, but I wanted to get ready as if it was my normal 7:30 start time. Emerson had other plans for me, I didn't get to work until 8:15! 

After a stressful, emotional morning I started going through my 1000+ emails, trying to hold off on my first call to daycare. I made it to 9 am and finally cracked! When Miss Vicki answered the phone I could hear Emerson screaming and my heart instantly broke. Apparently he had been screaming all morning long. She told me that she would get him to calm down in another room, but the minute she walked back into the room with everyone he would start looking around for me and AJ and when he didn't see us, he'd start screaming again. I felt SO bad for Emerson and my daycare lady. The tears I fought so hard to keep back when I dropped him off started to flow. I waited until noon to make my next call and again he was screaming. My poor, poor baby. I made one more call around 2 and Miss Vicki finally had some good news. Emerson finally cried himself to sleep around 12:30 and didn't get up until 1:45 and when he woke up he was a happy baby. AJ picked him up at 4 and said Emerson started smiling the second he saw him. It was so great to get home and wrap my arms around my baby boy. The next morning went off without a hitch and when I made my first call to daycare he had been a perfect angel since I dropped him off. My day was so much easier to get through once I heard the good news. When I took him for his second week I was nervous he'd have another bad day because of the 4-day break, but he was great this week too! Thank goodness he only took one day to adjust! I knew this whole thing was going to be harder on me than him. I just have to remind myself that this is the best thing for him; he will gain so much from being around other kids all day!

Emerson has grown up so much in the last month. He loves smiling, talking, and he's even giggled once! He can hold his giant noggin up without any problems and he's started to try sitting up with a little assistance from the Boppy wrapped around him. In one week Emerson went from crying the minute you laid him on his tummy to lifting his head up and hanging out for a few minutes. He's also started using his little legs to stand up and push up off of things. This month he's also started to grab for things like toys on his playmat. He loves when Mommy and Daddy read and sing to him. He still loves his bouncer and his Mamaroo. His favorite obsession right now are his hands-he's always sucking on them. Sometimes it's just his finger or thumb, but most of the time he's trying to put his whole fist in his mouth. We don't have any official measurements, but from our attempts we think he's 25 1/4 inches and around 14lbs. He's not a newborn anymore! Can't wait to find out how big he is at his 4 month checkup. 

Love this kid!