One Year Old

Elliott,

To say it has been a crazy year would be a vast understatement. You are my sunshine, but you are also every bit my hurricane Elliott. Your personality is the number one thing that caught me off guard about being your mom. You are in no way the typical “easy baby,” and with how quiet you were in my belly, I am still surprised at how much you can be at times. You are a very determined, persistent, intense, and intelligent little guy. The colloquial definition for personalities like yours is “spirited” and it fits you to a t. For these reasons, among many others, I know you will be able to accomplish anything you set your mind to in life. I know, I know… that is exactly what most parents say about their children, but I have had complete strangers tell me as much after meeting you.

You smile and you wave and sometimes play shy. Grocery stores are where you work your magic, charming the cashiers and little old ladies by flirting with them and waving goodbye. You are so curious about the world around you, and I just know one day you are going to let go of the couch and take off running. Has not happened yet, thankfully, but Grandma says she practices walking with you while I am at work.. And we are all thankful that you have taken that transition well. Grandma and Grandpa are like second and third parents, and they like to joke that it really does take a village to raise a child. For the record, I hope you never feel that you came from a broken home. There is nothing broken about us, our story just had an unexpected plot twist and if you ask me, most days I would say we are doing just fine.

Your first word was momma.. Or mom or mum. When we first started hearing it, it was not in context, but now you can identify those words as me. It is then sweetest thing, except when you are screaming your head off at me because you want everything and nothing at all, at the same time (and you want it right now please). And those fits are a bit more common lately as you finally got five teeth in a span of about two weeks this past month! Way to go on that one.. from gummy smiles to our own little fang face like it was nothing at all. You have actually handled teething really well, aside from not wanting to eat because your mouth hurts. No change in weight this month, still hovering around twenty pounds and measured in at 31.5″ tonight. Mostly I’m shocked that your feet are already so big. You would be in a size 5, easily, if you were actually wearing hard soled shoes now. Cannot wait to see how the christmas footprint ornaments turn out this year. I think this will probably be the second and last year for those! We will just stick with handprints for a while..

And now here we are.. I am not ready for you to be one year old, but it is your birthday anyway. Just got you down for the night at 11:30pm, which is sadly not all that uncommon. No matter what I have tried, you have been my night owl from the moment you were born, nine minutes to midnight. I still cannot think of that day and not have tears well up in my eyes. Best.day.of.my.life. It is so hard being a single mom sometimes, especially when it feels like you want to be anything but happy, but I was half the person I am now before I had you. You are my motivation to be a better person, to be a better parent. You are and always will be my little boy.

I love you to the moon and to the sun, to forever and back,

Mom

Nine Months

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Baby Bee,

This month has been a fast one. Going, gone in the blink of an eye. It’s hard to remember that you’re only nine months old when you can play independently and wander the house (supervised) when the baby gates are open. You’re so small and so big at the same time. Your favorite two places are the hallway and the under the kitchen table. You also love the vacuum when it is turned off, but turn it on and you’re pulling on the nearest person’s legs to pick you up.

You still crawl like a broken frog 80% of the time. And even though cruising the living room is so easy for you, I’m hoping walking is still a few months away. That’s not to say that I have encouraged you to take steps towards me. Haha! You haven’t and I’m thankful for that. You’re only going to be this little once. Up to 19lbs 5oz and 29 inches tall! You didn’t grow in height this month, but we all notice that your diapers have been fitted on looser snaps, so you’re chunking up! Sweet baby rolls.

Foods are still a lot of fun for you. Your new favorites are any variety of winter squash and green beans. Grandma feeds you all sorts of new foods though, like homemade “refried beans” without the oil or cheese and even little cream of wheat balls for breakfast. She even sneaks you some sorbet every once in a while when she thinks I’m not looking! And of course, you love it. We always make sure to have some food for you when we go out for dinner, because you expect to sit with us and enjoy your meal too. Although, yesterday at Chipotle you were more interested in talking to everyone than the food we had for you. It was really great because your version of talking is a yell right now. Grandma and I got a kick out of it, making up what you must be saying to everyone. “Save me! She’s not my mom!” while Grandma was holding you, for example.

Your big personality is starting to shine through. For a while there, it was hard to see beyond that wanting what you want, right now attitude you still have. You’re becoming a bit more sweet, and maybe even the tiniest bit shy as you head into this month. It’s right around the time a lot of babies develop separation anxiety and you’ve definitely got it. Screaming and throwing a fit at the baby gate because I walked down the hallway without you? Yeah, that happens now.

Overall though, you are ready to go anywhere, anytime as long as it doesn’t mean getting in and out of your car seat all day. I had a blast trying to get your monthly photo shoot pictures done this afternoon And to think there was once a time when I looked forward to you being able to sit up for your pictures! Wasn’t very long after you could sit that you were crawling all over the place, like today. Three months to one year, need to start planning your first birthday party.

I love you to the moon and to the sun and to forever and back.

Love,

Mom

Eight Months

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Busy little Bee,

This month you are going, going… gone!

Last month, you finally mastered sitting, a skill you protested and put off as long as possible. You definitely made up for lost time this month! Four short weeks later and you can also crawl, pull up to a stand, and cruise the living room! So much activity for a little guy who wouldn’t even sit on his own just a few short weeks ago!

Your crawling style has been compared to how a broken frog would get around… where your left knee is down on the ground and your right foot touches the ground. A sort of crawl/hobble that couldn’t be any cuter! You’ve been getting around that way most of the month, launching yourself off into the world with little care where walls or the edge of surfaces might be. Still no falling off the couch or bed, not that we can credit your awareness for that.. You would have fallen off both, several times, had the choice been left up to you.

 

[When I print these out for you baby book, I’ll be sure to grab a screenshot of the video I’m also sharing. It’s just too cute not to, and don’t worry, all the toys and stuff you’ll see are approved for you to play with, by me.]

We installed baby gates this month. At first, you didn’t get very far with your crawling attempts. Lots and lots of face planting and the screaming that ensued because you were sure you were seriously injured. But that quickly changed…you can get from the living room to half-way down the hall or half-way to the kitchen in about twenty seconds now. Not to mention the fact that you pull up on anything you come across and have a particular fondness for licking everything, stroller wheels and dog water bowls included. Gross! So we made you a baby jail, but it’s the entire living room, and you seem to enjoy having a play land where you can roam around.

After months of trying to get doctors to listen, we finally have a surgery date for you tongue tie clipping. The doctor is also going to take a look at your upper lip tie, and see if that needs a second revision while you’re under anesthesia. You did so well at your pre-op appointment earlier this week, but I am still very nervous about you going under anesthesia. Your mom may have training with animal anesthesia, but you are my baby, and there is a very, very big difference there. We will be asking for lots of prayers from friends and family that everything goes well, and that this will be the permanent solution to that problem. They said I’ll be able to see you about 15 minutes after the procedure which should only last about 10-15 minutes itself but I know it’s going to feel like forever that morning.

This month you have just been one big ball of activity and we have been doing our best to keep you entertained! You put your feet in the Pacific Ocean for the first time. Hated it, but didn’t mind the sand once you had calmed down from throwing a fit. And then there are the trips out of the house, just because you sleep really well in your big boy car seat. Lots of going for walks, even if it’s just to check the mail and we’ve started going for regular walks after dinner again now that the weather has cooled off a little.  You have tried a few new foods that you’ve shown moderate interest in: pancakes, peaches, potatoes, chicken and spaghetti squash. Asparagus and plums are clear favorites and baby puffs are hit or miss. I so wish I could let you have dairy, because yogurt drops seem like something you would really enjoy. You are almost nineteen pounds, officially weighing in at 18.9 pounds, and while that may not seem like a whole lot when compared to other things, it’s a really big change from when I first met you. Twenty-nine inches tall now, a little bit of light brown hair, no sign of any teeth and eyes a shade of grey/blue/brown that remind me of pond water. Haha.

You are my little spitfire and I love you to the moon and to the sun and to forever and back.

Love,

Mom