5 Months

Sometime during all the birthday hoopla our little Luke hit the 5 month mark:

Luke at 5 months:

—sprouted his first tooth! He is the earliest of all my babies to get one. I think I cried a few tears when I suddenly saw it in his lower gums—why is he growing up so fast? I just want him to be my baby forever and ever.

—sleeps, finally, long and hard. He is definitely pulling 11-12 hours during the night regularly which has been amazing for everyone. Now that he is such a rolly-polly bug he usually ends up on his belly by the time I check on him on my way to bed, and maybe that is the secret to such long, quiet slumbers.

—rolls and plays so happily. He must be the world's most content baby and I am so grateful. I mean the babe cut a new tooth and I had no idea until I saw the little whitish sliver peaking out in his mouth! He makes our home so calm and sweet, especially when he is jabbering or trying to talk to the kids.

—still loves milk from his mama and eats well. We are down to 5 or 6 feedings a day, and still about every 3 hours. We indulge in 2 or 3 bottles a week, when we are at church or out to dinner or running lots of errands, but I kind of love taking life slow right now and just being home when we need to be so I can nurse my baby boy. With my other kids nursing always seemed hard in one way or another (too sweaty in the summer months, too tricky to do out and about, too long of a process, too prone to clogged ducts and mastitis) but with Luke it has been the best experience—no pain and no issues and he is done in 20 minutes. Maybe I have finally figured it out this 4th time around but I am happy he has grown so well on breastmilk—I know it it so good for him.

—soft, chubby, strong, smiley, curious, cuddly, bald and beautiful. I am totally in love with him.