On The Night You Were Born...

I found this beautiful book, "On the Night You Were Born" before Maxim was born and I fell in love with the opening words.

~~On the night you were born, the moon smiled with such wonder that the stars peeked in to see you and the night wind whispered, "Life will never be the same."~~

It is true sweet Maxim, life has not been the same since you rocked our world one month ago.

Some notes about your first month:

You made breast feeding very hard on Mommy for the first two weeks but you eat wonderfully now. It really wasnt you, but bad advice. Maman stopped listening to the nonsense and listened to herself...things got much better. You eat like your pa-pere....verrrry slowly. Because of this, sometimes we call you Gerry because it makes us laugh. Thankfully you eat quickly at night...you love your sleep like maman and papa.

Speaking of sleep, you are sleeping in 4-5 hour stretches now. Sometimes, maman sleeps in the chair with you on my chest because you wont settle back down for a bit. It is not hard to wake up to feed you either. Your little peepers looking up at me from your crib and your instant calm when I tend to your needs makes maman feel good.

Everybody and I do mean everybody comments on how tiny you are. Also they comment on how long your fingers, feet and legs are. It looks like you are built like your papa and you are still quite lean and thin. You're pretty much the sweetest baby ever.

Your first outing was to Ma Mi's cottage. You also have gone to a few of papa's frisbee practices and games. You sleep most of the time.

You can lift your head and you recognize maman and papa now. You havent smiled for us yet, other than those beautiful milk drunk smiles after eating. Its only a matter of time.

Your papa is hopelessly, desperately in love with you. You are the luckiest little boy ever and your maman is equally lucky to have him as a partner. He misses you when he goes to work and he picks you up as soon as he gets home at night. He is a diaper changing champion and the best soother for those rare fussy hours. He loves talking to you and he sings to you when you're fussy. One night, he was singing Our Lady Peace to you and maman's heart melted. You also like listening to him sing random made up songs in French too. Little boy, your papa is so so proud of you.

Maman is also hopelessly in love with you too. Everyday gets better and better, wee one. Our days are spent inside most of the time but we will start some outings soon. You enjoy your stroller and have gone on a few walks. Maman loves to read to you too. So far Harold and the Purple Crayon and Where the Wild Things Are have been our go-to stories. Maman also plays music for you, especially Dave Matthews Band. You seem to recognize a few of the songs and they soothe you. Maman loves cuddling you and holding you close. Sometimes I wish you would stay this small forever.

Monsieur Maxim, on the night you were born....your papa and I became parents to the most beautiful little boy...and we have not been the same.