Two months.

Dear Hartley,

Today you are two months. You seem so much bigger than a month ago! You're no longer looking like a newborn; you look like a real baby! Aunt Laura complimented your sweet baby leg rolls. We can't get enough of you Michelin man legs :)

You are a mover and shaker. Your dad and I always say we've never seen such a young baby be so active. You pull on things. You do leg presses. You instinctively try to crawl when you're placed on your belly. You somehow rotate yourself while you're laying on your back. 

You've been hitting your milestones: following objects with your eyes and lifting your head. You are a bit of a bobble head and always give accidental head butts. You are cooing. I could swear you're really trying to get words out. 

You just started giving out smiles but you give them out sparingly. You've given them out to nana, grandpa, dad and I. You give them mostly to me in the mornings when you're having naked time in between diaper changes. But you usually sport more serious looks. You tend to furrow your brow and do lots of mean mugging. You also like to sport a pensive look. No matter the expression you always look focused, like you're taking in every detail around you. 

You've started to actually enjoy baths. You splash now! Nana bought you bath toys, and dad narrates stories about them during tub time. You also love to look at lights. Chandeliers and skylights are your favorite. You still love to eat. It's probably you're favorite thing to do. You love your kick n play piano and your baby swing. You love walks and car rides. 

You sleep amazingly at night. You sleep in your crib. We started that when you were 6 weeks old, and you did amazingly from day one of it. You've always seemed to know night from day, and sleeping at night is your strong suit.

You don't hate much in particular. But you get in fussy moods like no other. Nana says you get it from me. Apparently I was a "fusspot", too. The doctor noticed how sensitive you were to little changes. And I admitted you are the finicky type. Evening is your "witching hour". And when you're angry, you are hellbent on staying angry. 

Dad calls you "Hartley Glenn" a lot. It's adorable. I call you "Hartley Bear". We never really call you Hart like I thought we instinctively would.

Your eyes are still blue. Sometimes I think they'll change but right now they are a beautiful blue grey. Your hair is getting longer, and I'm hoping it doesn't fall out! Aunt Laura said you look like you'll be a ginger. But I'm thinking you're just going to get the red undertones that your uncle Andrew and I both have. You seem to be taking after us looks wise but every now and then, posed jut right, I see a little of your dad in you.

You have dad under your spell. And you are definitely your mama's daughter. We love you so much, Hartley Glenn/Hartley Bear! We couldn't imagine our lives without you. 

Happy 2 months, love! 

Love,

Your mama