So much is changing about our sweet boy, he's no longer considered a newborn since he's hit the three month mark. Not sure where the time has gone.... Each morning I look forward to waking up to his smile and coos. He's a morning person to say the least! He always greets you with a smile and he has started to smile at strangers too. He loves to be talked to and coos away! He also is becoming very alert and curious of his surroundings. He will focus in on an object and really study it. Mason has also discovered his hands and will grab his toys, my hair, his passy and his baba (bottle). Mason is wearing 3-6 month clothes and is outgrowing 1 diapers. He's eating 6 oz bottles every 4-5 hours and has slept through the night a few times for eight hours!
It amazes me how different peoples reactions are when I tell them I lost my baby. All in all I've only had to answer this question about six times. I know that it doesn't sound like an awful lot but each one still manages to throw me into a funk. Yesterday, three people, today one. I play these conversations over and over in my head and wonder how the other person took the news. It all starts with a sweet, innocent gesture, a simple: "So, how's the baby?" I reply, "Unfortunately, we lost her". If you can imagine the look of someone seeing a ghost, that's about the look I receive. I've heard: "I'm so sorry", "God Bless You", "that's not the answer that I was expecting" "Oh, I totally forgot!" (guessing this person knew and asked without thinking?!?) Some people blush and look like they want to run away, some gave me a hug, some say they will keep me in their prayers. And before you know ...



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