Mommy loves that you are developing and learning new things like grabbing, shoving and pulling your bottle around. She even told daddy about how you are getting so big and doing bigboy things, but please not at 4 am. Mommy snuggled & rocked you at 3 am when you were having your weird dreams that made you thrash about like being in a mosh pit at a BlackFlag concert (you never even opened your eyes) and happily got back up with you at 4 am when you were hungry. But just like you son, Mommy needs her sleep or she's a cranky, pooh-pooh mommy.
Love, hugs & snuggles,
(He went to sleep at 1930 last night and I was up at 3am, 4am, back to sleep at 5am and up at 7am for the morning. I'm dragging hard this morning.)