Two Years and Seven Months

Dear Noah,

Today you are 2 years and 7 months old. You continue to surprise and delight your mommies — and sometimes to frustrate us and make us wonder if we were crazy to have a second child. But mostly the first.

You love to sing, dance, and “rock out” with your musical instrument toys, especially the guitar, harmonicas, and accordion. I think you like the last two especially because they are loud!

You also love to read, and sometimes insist that instead of me or This Mommy reading to you at bedtime, you read your own book and we read a different one of your books.

You’ve been sweet and charming with Baby Josie so far — you like to play with the toys that dangle above her changing table while we change her diaper, and to gently touch her and whisper “tickle tickle.” You light up when she looks at you and announce, “Mommy! Baby Josie looking at me!” You also tell everyone you meet that you are a Big Brother. We couldn’t be more proud of you.

It obviously isn’t always easy for you, though. When she cries or fusses, you join right in with her. You’ve gotten a little more aggressive at day care, so we talk a lot about not hitting or biting. Or headbutting. And you haven’t slept very well since she and I came home from the hospital.

I think that it’s helped having each of your Grandmas’ visit this month, and doing some extra adventures with This Mommy. But I look forward to being more physically recovered so that you and I can do some special activities together too. I missed you while I was in the hospital, and I still miss our having special time together.

Even though there’s a new member of our family who needs a lot of attention right now, know that we love you more than ever. Having more people in our family to love doesn’t make everyone’s share smaller — it makes the love exponentially bigger.

love, love, and more love,

That Mommy