Saturday, April 28, 2012

One Whole Year Later...

Who knew time could move so fast? I can't believe my little baby boy is now a toddler.

Over the last year we have

  • Brought home a brand new baby boy
  • placed you in your crib at just 10 days old - best decision we ever made but was SO HARD at the time.
  • we battled colic and post partum depression - at the same time, RUDE!
  • You got bigger, and started to enjoy life out of the womb a little more
  • looking outside is the best view
  • your favorite way to be held was the "grandma" hold. Nice and tight, with one arm pinned under mine while we rocked you side to side really fast. Always calmed a fussy boy.
  • Shushing and swaddling were my our very best friends
  • decided that your bottles were the best thing ever as well as paci's.
  • became the easiest baby to make laugh, and boy do we ever love your belly laughs
  • rolled over
  • learned that EVERY thing should go in your mouth
  • stopped staying the the place where we left you - again, RUDE!
  • started chowing down on every thing we place in front of you, I don't think there is a food you don't eat.
  • started army crawling and didn't stop - no hands and knees crawling here!
  • learned to pull yourself up on to everything
  • learned to pull yourself up to standing
  • started creeping along furniture
  • as soon as you realized that you could make noise out of your mouth you are Chatty-McChatterson.
  • not only do you chat, you also make all sorts of clicking noises as well as imitate us
  • you are so independent. You are more than willing to play by yourself, though you always love someone to play with. 
  • cars, trucks, banging things together, and balls. You are a boy through and through. 
  • sneezing is very funny and we will "sneeze" back and forth with both of us saying "achoo!"
  • you are so SO ticklish. Feet, legs, hips, belly, armpits, collar bone, the back of your neck/head. And we LOVE to tickle you.

My little boy has grown leaps and bounds. He has outgrown his newborn look and is looking more and more like a little boy.

For the stats: 19 pounds, 29 inches long. Wearing size 9 month clothes and size 3 diapers. Drinking 16 ounces of formula and breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Formula is a "snack." You are also drinking water out of a straw cup whenever you want. Favorite foods are : grapes, eggs, tangerines, toast, meat, yogurt, and avocados.  

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Why Hello.... It's Been Awhile...

Oh yes, I am still alive. It's been just over a month since I last blogged and so much has changed. My little Peanut is a year old, we had a few mini  birthday celebrations, a one year baby well visit, went thru one 4 week work up, and just started another workup.

First off, can I just say that work ups blow. I miss my husband. And it has me thinking how on earth I will make it through 10 months. I am eternally thankful the for the family that visited and the friends that make sure I don't hole up and become a hermit. However, every single friend that I hung out with is military. And they are all either deploying within a few months or getting out of the military entirely. Um... Hello? Don't you know you are supposed to stay here so I have company?And while right now I am having a mini freak out about J being gone for so long, I know that I will just do what I have to do. It will be what it will be and if worse comes to worse I can always pack up my little life and move home. Not that that is really a logical option, it's there if necessary.

Secondly, I can't believe my little peanut is a year old! I have a one year post in mind, a catch up of all that has happened over this last year. He is so dang cute and has changed so much, I can't even believe it! He is officially a toddler. And that scares me a little bit. He is getting too big too fast. Thankfully he is just a wee babe (19lbs!) so he still feels a bit small.

And finally, I am so glad that I am going back to work tomorrow. I hate sitting at home by myself. I get mopey and miss my favorite husband. The house seems to get so dirty and I don't really want to clean it, the puppies sleep all day when J first leaves, and really all I want to do is eat a giant amount of oreo cookies. However, I have a little man to take care of and a house to run so sulking the days away doesn't happen. Okay, so my house isn't as clean as normal, but other than that it is business as usual here. And I can't wait to go back to work tomorrow to get my mind off of being alone. To be honest, I love the military lifestyle, but this part? This I don't love.

Night night!