Fourteen Months

I can’t believe Christmas is only a few days away. I remember thinking Christmas was really stressful last year, with a newborn (I only decorated the tree, and our front window, and the mantel that year).

Boy was I an idiot.

Was I sleep deprived, and still healing from a csection? Yes, sir. But I could just sit my little blobby baby anywhere while I got some stuff done. This year I barely decorated the tree. No stockings. No front window. Nothing that involved getting boxes out of the attic, or glitter, or anything at baby’s hand- or eye- or foot- or mouth-level. He’s cute, but mobile!, and the reason momma can’t have nice (pretty, glassy, sparkly, etc.) things (that’s aren’t on the top of a bookshelf).

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Likes: Climbing up or onto whatever he can reach. The music table. His activity cube. The stairs. Our bodies. Off the sofa, and onto the end tables. He’s obsessed with his belly, and will pull his shirt up or over his head so that he can play with it, or poke-poke-poke. He loves to crawl under the dining room table, a push all the chairs around the room, one at a time.

Dislikes: Sitting in his highchair a second longer than necessary. Being told “no.” He gets particularly frustrated when I don’t understand what he’s asking for, which results in lots of pointing (me) and screaming (him).

Sleep: Nighttime has been going surprisingly well, despite all of use trading colds back and forth, and some new teeth coming in. Gus usually sleeps from 9 to 7/8. He will occasionally fight one of his naps, so most days he naps twice, but lately there have been a few days when he’s napped once.

Eating: Three full meals and some snacks in between. He still nurses for naps, and at bedtime. I’ve been nursing in the mornings, but I’m sure I could drop that by now. He is not a fan of cows milk at all, but he does like cheese and yogurt, so I’m not too worried about it. He also really likes cheese curls and Berger cookies (#motheroftheyear). He’s currently obsessed with blueberries, and throwing food to the dogs.

Clothes: 12-18 or 18m.

New Tricks: Sticking his tongue out while concentrating. Waving and saying bye-bye. Climbing down from the bed and the furniture, climbing down the stairs (with help, obviously). And a few weeks ago, he took his first steps! He’s still not walking a lot, but he takes a few steps every day. He’s also been barking like a dog, whenever he sees or hears one outside, for a while now, but now he does it if he sees one on TV, even if it’s a cartoon (namely Goofy and Pluto). Talking on the “phone,” which could be anything from an actual phone, to a spatula.

Teeth: One more on the top broke through a few weeks ago, and another is thiiiiiiisssss close on the bottom. Tooth tally: 7.

Vocab:
Mama & Dada
Nana
Uh-Oh!
Woof!
Daisy (Dasa)
Jake (Jak)
No (Nah)
Bye (Bah)
Hello (Nehneh – we think it means “hello,” he says it whenever the phone rings, and when he hands me the toy phone)

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Five years married, today.

Four cars, and three houses later.

Two adorable and annoying dogs.

One gorgeous, hard-won, baby boy.

Countless hours laughing, worrying, hoping, planning and dreaming of a life that keeps surprising us at every turn.

Gone are the days of lazy mornings reading in bed, and eating whatever, whenever, wherever we want, or last minute trips out of town.

Instead I get to watch my son take his first tentative steps to his daddy, and listen to them make each other laugh before bedtime each night, and see how excited they are to see each other everyday when my hardworking husband gets home from work.

And while I change the majority of the diapers, he takes care of easily 90% of all the disgusting dog- and nature-related things that happen around here. (“There’s a headless dead animal in the yard I can’t identify. Happy Anniversary!” — true story, so romantic.)

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Love you, boop!

Ho Ho Home

Tonight Gus and I were invited to my family’s annual Gingerbread House decorating party.

I was perfectly happy to eat pizza (and, let’s be honest – candy) while all my nieces and cousins decorated their little cookie houses, so I was really excited when I found out they had one for Gus too.

Since he was busy climbing up and down the stairs and dismantling the Christmas tree, I took it upon myself to decorate his house for him.

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“That looks really good,” my cousin told me while my house sat between those belonging to 2–5 year-olds.

Well, it should. I’m 33.

I want to decorate gingerbread houses for a living. Is that a thing?

I also got our Christmas tree up and decorated (sort of).

I wasn’t thrilled about just decorating the top half, where Gus couldn’t reach. Despite rarely putting the laundry away, and having dusty ceiling fan blades, and whatever else I don’t do that drives my mother insane – a half decorated tree would make me crazy.

So I quickly grabbed the leftover, mostly baby-proofed decorations from Gus’ birthday party, and got to wrapping.

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It’s no where near as fancy or festive as I’d like, but start to finish was about 20 minutes, and that’s OK by me.

We also had Gus’ Christmas pictures taken earlier this week, and while I can’t show you my absolute favorite until I mail my Christmas cards, I can show you some others.

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While we were at the mall for pictures, we also stopped by to see Santa…

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…which did not go well at all.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Gus enjoyed his second Thanksgiving, and first Thanksgiving dinner — particularly the stuffing and the cranberry sauce, apple pie, pumpkin pie, and whipped cream.

I’m so thankful for this gorgeous baby, and my wonderful husband, and our amazing family and friends.

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I’m also really thankful for these Vera Wang super stretchy/somewhat realistic looking jeggings, which made my second plate of food a possibility.

Thirteen Months

The first year was the fastest (and sometimes painfully slowest) year, ever. I don’t know if it was the buildup to Gus’ first birthday or what, but the last four weeks have seemed to slow down a bit. Like, I sort of forgot to post this and take his picture last week…

Likes: Climbing on top of everything, Pocoyo, Playing with his new birthday toys (especially his drums and his music table, and his Melissa & Doug puzzles).

Dislikes: He’s great at climbing up on things, but getting down is still an issue from some higher spots (our bed, the couch, etc.) I no longer feel compelled to sit six inches from him while he climbs up and down from our small window-seat, so that’s progress!

Sleep: Those top teeth are finallllllly coming through, so some nights he’ll need some extra tylenol, but normally settles back down without any nursing. We even had a string of nights where he’d nurse, and then want to play some more, but ultimately laid down and slept, as opposed to nursing to sleep which has always been the norm.

Eating: Three solid meals a day, and nursing three or four times a day. He’s been eating hidden dairy (baked goods, etc.), yogurt, and some cheese without any issues. He’s had tastes of ice cream, and cheesecake too. Next up: real milk, and some peanut butter! Currently obsessed with cheese, graham crackers, broccoli, and whatever we’re eating.

Clothes: 12 or 18m fits him perfectly (even though I’m pretty sure he still has a 9m waist).

New Tricks: He’s mastered climbing down from things feet first, he just doesn’t always know how far he’s got to go. He’s mimicking us more and more, and he’s not walking yet but he’s standing totally independently for longer and longer.

Teeth: Three of his top teeth have finally broken through! And I’ve been so busy watching those top teeth, another one snuck through on the bottom. Tooth tally: 6!

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Disclaimer: that’s not a bruise, I just need a new camera lens, apparently.

Friday Things

I’m not really sure how I feel about Taylor Swift (sometimes I can’t stop listening, and other times I just don’t want to look at her face any more.) but this is perfect.

1) These illustrations are amazing, and 2) I would absolutely watch something called The Fat and the Furious.

Last year, Christmas sort of went by in a postpartum blur, so I’m looking forward to the holiday season this year (and considering a tree, without decorations? because this kid is into everything. Also, I’m lazy.) I’m excited to visit our local Christmas Market for the first time. Maybe there’s one by you too!

I’ll leave you with a little adorableness for your weekend.

The Big One

A few weekends ago we officially celebrated Gus’ first birthday with some family and friends.

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The mustache/chalkboard theme was cute, and fairly easy to put together. I had all 12 of his monthly photos displayed on the mantle, which was a big hit.

Despite taking a whopping 25 minute nap before the big event, Gus had a great time with his little buddies (there was basically a pile of baby boys on my floor), and we ate so much cake, and his new toys are being enjoyed by the entire household.