Time goes by

Dear Big Boy Brellowfish,
Because you won't let me call you "baby" anymore.  You will be 39 months, soon, and yes, I still think of your age in months.  We've had a few struggles the past few months.  Things haven't been in sync, and then your last vaccine, the reaction you had changed you for a few weeks.  I was afraid, despite all the new research showing that autism wasn't caused by vaccines, maybe...what if...

We've been so conservative, so careful.





But after some time, you were back to your fun, socially cautious self.  I love you, and you are amazing.

Love you,
Mama

I should start writing here again

Because everyday is something new with you, and I don't seem to make it to the handwritten journal, these days.

I love you, Alexander.  Toddler, now!  I can't believe it...

Baby

4/28/2009



Baby, you're here...we're with you.

Baby, you're here...we're in love with you!


Visitors, thank you.

Dancing Baby

Last night, I sang and sang to you because it just felt right. Lo and behold, you started to dance in my belly! I stopped singing, you stopped moving. I started singing, and there you went, again!

We've had some quiet, garden days, haven't we? I've stopped listening to people's advice on how to make you "come out" sooner, faster, induce labor...you will know when you're ready. All that I might have missed had I kept sitting around, just waiting...we're still participating with each other!

Love you so much, and dad...oh, dad has so many plans for you. Many which involve lots of exasperated sighs and eye-rolling from mom. But all good fun--I can't wait to see what kind of buddies you turn out to be!