A few days ago Miles hit his three month birthday. Time flew by so fast, and now it is time to start planning for my return to work. I have mixed feelings about this because I love my job, but I have not really left Miles for more than a few hours in the entire thirteen weeks of his life. When Jacob was this age he spent several long chunks of time with either set of grandparents. I am not sure why we haven’t done that with Miles, but I don’t really mind. I am trying to enjoy all this time while it is here. However, we need to start figuring out how to balance the needs of all while I am working. Dropping off and picking up the kids from daycare is going to be interesting.
In the meantime, I am having fun just soaking in Miles. I love how his eyes just follow me everywhere when I move around him. I love that when he cries he calms down as soon as I touch him. I love how he grabs my shirt when nursing, telling me that he wants to stay close. I will miss his “superman” stretch when he outgrows it. He has a cute snort sometimes when he is working up a cry. He has the cutest toes and a chunky belly and legs. He is definitely heavier than Jacob was at this age, yet he still looks so much like Jacob that the daycare staff are having dejavu. 

Three months and he has just become such a great part of our lives. I doubt Jacob remembers a time before Miles. He wants to make Miles feel better whenever he is crying. He wants to see him every morning. He wants Miles to go upstairs so he can play big drums. It is an adventure but I wouldn’t change a thing. 

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