Yes, that would be you. Swim class is just one of the things we’ve been doing to keep you busy.
I have a feeling you’re going to be keeping ME really busy soon. You stand on your own for about 30 seconds at a time randomly here and there. You’re getting so much more mobile now, and are just a few weeks away from walking.
I predict that very very soon we’ll be playing with more than the swings at the park.
What else do you like?
Sesame Street sometimes.
Your play cupboard in the kitchen.
Being chased, pretending to go night-night, walks, and today - watching big trucks dig up our street.
Nothing is boring, and every day is a new adventure. Look! An empty cardboard box! Let’s play!
You might think I’m taking some kind of happy pill over here, what with all the positivity and rainbows all the time. Well, I’m not. And it’s not always sunshine and puppies and children skipping rope. Some days are really hard. Some nights you are on my last nerve by the time your Dada gets home from work.
I love you and I love being your Mom. But every now and then I need a little break. I’ve been trying to take some chunks of time for myself here and there but I always feel guilty. I took a few books out of the library hoping I’d get to read them before they are due. So far, it’s not looking good.
Life is about balance. I’m still trying to find it. I think it’s going to be a while before I have it all figured out. I hope you’ll bear with me.
Can we talk about how grown up you’re getting and how sad it’s making me?
Your 2 front teeth are almost all the way in and even though it’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen, it makes me sad.
There is hardly very much baby left in you these days. Where did my baby go?
You’re almost walking, now. You cruise all over the place and never stay still for very long.
You’re very inquisitive and playful and so much fun to be with. I’m really not too eager for you to start walking because that means a lifetime of me chasing you.
The moments I love the most are the few moments each day where I get to steal a hug or a kiss.
I know that eventually you won’t want very many hugs or very many kisses. You’ll probably find me embarrassing and won’t want much to do with me anymore.
So I steal what I can, while I can.
I’ve been looking at some recent photos and noticing that I smile much easier these days thanks to a certain baby. There’s no longer anything forced about it.
I’m just so damn proud and in love and happy. I am thankful and feel so lucky I get to experience this.
He has all that room and yet… chooses to curl up in the corner along the short side of the crib.
Because? It’s cozy, it’s right by the door, it’s just that much closer to Mama and Dada.
Smart baby.
You use the baby sign language sign for milk all the time now.
You learned to clap the other day.
Yesterday you learned that it’s fun to bang two toys together.
You’re making some new noises and you have a new face we call your “psyched face”.
You stood without holding on to anything today for about 4 seconds.
You wiggle and bend your knees when you dance.
You were on the receiving end of your first kiss last Thursday.
I’m running out of room in your baby book.
I can hardly believe we’re coming up on 9 months in a couple of weeks. You’ve been outside of my body for nearly as long as you spent inside my body! Things are a lot more interesting on the outside, I just know it.
There are so many people to play with and so many new things to discover!
You’re the most popular little guy I know. People cannot get enough of you! Including me.
As your pediatrician would say, “This is a perfectly good baby. I can think of absolutely nothing bad to say about this fine specimen.” You are a pleasure to know, to love, to be with, to care for, to tickle, to teach, to sing to, to nourish.
Thank you for filling my life up with so much joy. I feel so lucky to be alive, sharing every day with you.
