Dear Brandon,
Hi Son! It is Friday November 18, 2005. Today we are packing to move into our new house. We move tomorrow. I am so sad that you won’t remember your first house. But I do have pictures of your first room (that to date you still haven’t spent a night in.) You must be wondering why you are three and a half months old and I am just now writing to you. Well the truth is that I have so much fun being with you that I haven’t wanted to take the time away to do it. So now you’re sitting here on your gym on the floor gurgling at that other baby in the mirror. My what a chatter box you have become. And you speak with such an expression filled face. You really really love looking at yourself in the mirror and you have even figured out how to use the mirror to look at other people and things. Right now your favorite toy is this yellow very soft giraffe on a round rattle. This rattle and everything else you touch now immediately go into your mouth. I’m going to talk a little bit about your birth now. First of all I had a C-section. So that means that I went in at about 4:00 PM to have you and then at 4:28 PM. It was all very fast one minute you weren’t there and then in about 10 seconds you were. They told me I was gonna feel a little tug and the next thing I knew I heard you screaming. I was sooo happy to hear you cry because I knew that meant you were good and healthy. Dad watched the whole thing and was so happy to see them pull you out. After you came out they wiped you up a little and handed you to dad. They also gave him a thing to suck the boogers out of your nose. He couldn’t do it. Still to this day he won’t do it. He hates to do anything to make you cry which means mom gets stuck taking your temperature and sucking out your boogers. Anyway back to your birthday. After dad got to show you to me for a second they took you and dad to another room to check you out. First they gave you a bath. You didn’t like it one bit until the lady would clean your head then you would get this little smile on your face and close your eyes like it was just pure heaven. Then the lady combed your hair into the cutest little Mohawk. After that they put you in a fresh diaper and they put you under a little baby warmer. They put a little thing on your belly to take your temperature and the first thing you did was reach right up and try and pull it off. You and dad had quite the tug o war over that thing. After about an hour when I was all done being stitched up and I could feel my legs again the wheeled you into me. The nurses though we should see if you could eat. So they were holding you and about to hand you to me and I talked a little and as soon as you heard my voice your little mouth started sucking away even though all it was getting was air. You latched on right away to eat and have been breast feed ever since that day. I only got to see you for about ten minutes then dad followed you back down to the room where they checked you all out. Later they brought you into my hospital room all swaddled up in a blanket. It was at that moment I knew you were stuck with me forever. That’s right there is no getting rid of me baby. We had so much fun with you in the hospital. We learned the very first day you don’t like having your arms wrapped up one bit. And still to this day you get very upset if we try and swaddle up your arms. Dad also got to change your first poopy diaper that day and he was pretty grossed out by it. He still gets a little nervous when you have a real big pooper. We also learned that you don’t like to sleep alone and I don’t like you to sleep alone. And finally we learned that you are the cutest baby who had ever been born. You had tons and tons of visiters in the hospital. Grandma and Grandpa Weakland came first and then a whole bunch more came. Heres the list. Aunt Lisa, Uncle Bernard and your cousin Jaida, Aunt Katie McCann, Shanna Kibbe, Uncle Mike Brady, Mike Byrnes, Grandma Arrate, Susie Arrate, Grandpa Arrate, your dads friend Peter from work, Aunt Yo, Valarie Blanchard from WNS, and every morning your Uncle Rick would sneak past security to come see you and hold you and talk to you. He had to sneak because he always came in before visiting hours, Finally four days later we got to take you home. I carried you out (well I was holding you and they wheeled me out in a wheel chair.) Then we spent about twenty minutes in the waiting room at the hospital trying to figure out how to make your carseat work. Finally we put you in the car and off we went. We stopped to get some lunch and when we got home you wanted to eat right away and at that moment I realized I would never eat when I wanted to again. I also learned you only slept when I didn’t want to and you were only awake when I was tired. But I didn’t care you and me were having so much fun. It has been over three months now and every day I’m still amazed at how much I love you. I never knew it was possible to love some one as much as I love you. And just when I think I can’t love you anymore you smile at me or talk to me or sneeze or even cry. Since we were in the hospital you have done this thing where you stick out your bottom lip and pout and that might just be the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Now when it comes to your dad man I’ve never seen a guy so far gone in love with some one. He is so sweet and so gentle with you. And he wants to do everything. He makes sure he helps me out as much as possible cuz he wants you to know him as much as you know me. In fact right now you have a little crush on your dad. You used to have one on me but now its dad. When we hang out on the couch you sit and look at him and talk to him until he will look at you and then you break out in the hugest smile ever. At work when I put his picture on the computer screen you talk to it forever. In fact your dad is so smitten with you he won’t do anything that might upset you. He even gets mad when I tickle your little feet. Even though you smile and laugh like crazy when I do it. If you are crying and hungry he will come running in and go mommy mommy feed me. And if I go to the store and you start crying with him he will send me a picture and say hurry home. It makes your dads heart hurt any time you cry. Yes it’s a fact you might be the most spoiled with love baby I know. You sleep with me every night. You fit right into the crook of my arm and fall asleep eating with me every night. Every morning when you wake up I’m convinced you weigh about ten pounds more. In fact right now on your bedroom scale it says you weigh 13 and a half pounds. That is double the size when you were born. I can’t decide now if you are really big or if you are still really small. Sometimes when someone else holds you, you look like the littlest thing ever. Then when I hold you, you feel like a little giant. I hold you a lot because I love having you near me. I have about 400 hundred pictures of you already. Actually everyone even dad laughs at all the pictures I take of you but they don’t see that you are a complete ham and you loooooove having your photo taken. You also like when other people hold you. You love to explore other people and faces. You aren’t afraid of people so far. You even smile at Meister Cat when you are on the floor now. Okay well I have to take a bit of a break because you are starting to cry and you want to eat. You have had all the finger chewing you can handle for one day. I love you I’ll be back.
Hi Son! It is Friday November 18, 2005. Today we are packing to move into our new house. We move tomorrow. I am so sad that you won’t remember your first house. But I do have pictures of your first room (that to date you still haven’t spent a night in.) You must be wondering why you are three and a half months old and I am just now writing to you. Well the truth is that I have so much fun being with you that I haven’t wanted to take the time away to do it. So now you’re sitting here on your gym on the floor gurgling at that other baby in the mirror. My what a chatter box you have become. And you speak with such an expression filled face. You really really love looking at yourself in the mirror and you have even figured out how to use the mirror to look at other people and things. Right now your favorite toy is this yellow very soft giraffe on a round rattle. This rattle and everything else you touch now immediately go into your mouth. I’m going to talk a little bit about your birth now. First of all I had a C-section. So that means that I went in at about 4:00 PM to have you and then at 4:28 PM. It was all very fast one minute you weren’t there and then in about 10 seconds you were. They told me I was gonna feel a little tug and the next thing I knew I heard you screaming. I was sooo happy to hear you cry because I knew that meant you were good and healthy. Dad watched the whole thing and was so happy to see them pull you out. After you came out they wiped you up a little and handed you to dad. They also gave him a thing to suck the boogers out of your nose. He couldn’t do it. Still to this day he won’t do it. He hates to do anything to make you cry which means mom gets stuck taking your temperature and sucking out your boogers. Anyway back to your birthday. After dad got to show you to me for a second they took you and dad to another room to check you out. First they gave you a bath. You didn’t like it one bit until the lady would clean your head then you would get this little smile on your face and close your eyes like it was just pure heaven. Then the lady combed your hair into the cutest little Mohawk. After that they put you in a fresh diaper and they put you under a little baby warmer. They put a little thing on your belly to take your temperature and the first thing you did was reach right up and try and pull it off. You and dad had quite the tug o war over that thing. After about an hour when I was all done being stitched up and I could feel my legs again the wheeled you into me. The nurses though we should see if you could eat. So they were holding you and about to hand you to me and I talked a little and as soon as you heard my voice your little mouth started sucking away even though all it was getting was air. You latched on right away to eat and have been breast feed ever since that day. I only got to see you for about ten minutes then dad followed you back down to the room where they checked you all out. Later they brought you into my hospital room all swaddled up in a blanket. It was at that moment I knew you were stuck with me forever. That’s right there is no getting rid of me baby. We had so much fun with you in the hospital. We learned the very first day you don’t like having your arms wrapped up one bit. And still to this day you get very upset if we try and swaddle up your arms. Dad also got to change your first poopy diaper that day and he was pretty grossed out by it. He still gets a little nervous when you have a real big pooper. We also learned that you don’t like to sleep alone and I don’t like you to sleep alone. And finally we learned that you are the cutest baby who had ever been born. You had tons and tons of visiters in the hospital. Grandma and Grandpa Weakland came first and then a whole bunch more came. Heres the list. Aunt Lisa, Uncle Bernard and your cousin Jaida, Aunt Katie McCann, Shanna Kibbe, Uncle Mike Brady, Mike Byrnes, Grandma Arrate, Susie Arrate, Grandpa Arrate, your dads friend Peter from work, Aunt Yo, Valarie Blanchard from WNS, and every morning your Uncle Rick would sneak past security to come see you and hold you and talk to you. He had to sneak because he always came in before visiting hours, Finally four days later we got to take you home. I carried you out (well I was holding you and they wheeled me out in a wheel chair.) Then we spent about twenty minutes in the waiting room at the hospital trying to figure out how to make your carseat work. Finally we put you in the car and off we went. We stopped to get some lunch and when we got home you wanted to eat right away and at that moment I realized I would never eat when I wanted to again. I also learned you only slept when I didn’t want to and you were only awake when I was tired. But I didn’t care you and me were having so much fun. It has been over three months now and every day I’m still amazed at how much I love you. I never knew it was possible to love some one as much as I love you. And just when I think I can’t love you anymore you smile at me or talk to me or sneeze or even cry. Since we were in the hospital you have done this thing where you stick out your bottom lip and pout and that might just be the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Now when it comes to your dad man I’ve never seen a guy so far gone in love with some one. He is so sweet and so gentle with you. And he wants to do everything. He makes sure he helps me out as much as possible cuz he wants you to know him as much as you know me. In fact right now you have a little crush on your dad. You used to have one on me but now its dad. When we hang out on the couch you sit and look at him and talk to him until he will look at you and then you break out in the hugest smile ever. At work when I put his picture on the computer screen you talk to it forever. In fact your dad is so smitten with you he won’t do anything that might upset you. He even gets mad when I tickle your little feet. Even though you smile and laugh like crazy when I do it. If you are crying and hungry he will come running in and go mommy mommy feed me. And if I go to the store and you start crying with him he will send me a picture and say hurry home. It makes your dads heart hurt any time you cry. Yes it’s a fact you might be the most spoiled with love baby I know. You sleep with me every night. You fit right into the crook of my arm and fall asleep eating with me every night. Every morning when you wake up I’m convinced you weigh about ten pounds more. In fact right now on your bedroom scale it says you weigh 13 and a half pounds. That is double the size when you were born. I can’t decide now if you are really big or if you are still really small. Sometimes when someone else holds you, you look like the littlest thing ever. Then when I hold you, you feel like a little giant. I hold you a lot because I love having you near me. I have about 400 hundred pictures of you already. Actually everyone even dad laughs at all the pictures I take of you but they don’t see that you are a complete ham and you loooooove having your photo taken. You also like when other people hold you. You love to explore other people and faces. You aren’t afraid of people so far. You even smile at Meister Cat when you are on the floor now. Okay well I have to take a bit of a break because you are starting to cry and you want to eat. You have had all the finger chewing you can handle for one day. I love you I’ll be back.
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