A year ago today...
I was with child. He weighed about 6 pounds - I weighed about 20 pounds more than normal. I was content, most often with a bowl of ice cream, thinking happy thoughts about labor.
|I didn't always look like this - this was a photo shoot, for crying out loud. I had hours to prepare.|
Today, my child weighs about 23 pounds - I'm about 5 pounds above my happy place. He is most often a joyful, literally bouncing, baby boy, who can scream like a pterodactyl and walk like a surfing Frankenstein.
|Swinging is his favorite.|
|The ungodly amount of gear "required" for a trip with one child. But I'm still smiling. Cause my kid's in a chicken costume.|
One year ago today, I could be found sipping water, donning elastic waistbands, and putting the finishing touches on the nursery.
|The nursery one year ago. No, you can't see a "today" photo. I haven't put the clothes away yet.|
Current John stats:
Hours asleep at night: Usually 10 (thank you, God!)
Beverages other formula/breastmilk: orange juice, water, and I'm hoping the beer bottle Uncle Jim gave him didn't actually have beer in it.
Foods: Almost everything short of pizza and caviar
Words: "Mama, dada, baba". While those might sound like words to you, they are simply noises to him. We're still learning.
Hobbies: Making a general ruckus, leaving rooms messier than he found them without apology, shaking his head "no", clapping, crawling, walking, jumping, eating everything - no really: hairballs, shoestrings, clumps of carpet, leaves, shoes, and also food. I have pulled all of these out of his mouth, to his dismay. He also enjoys being the center of attention. I have no idea where he gets that from.