Theodore was nine months old on Monday. I really can't believe it. I know every mom thinks their baby will stay a little baby forever, and it's obvious I did too and it's also obvious he is no longer one. We went on a walk for about an hour and a half today, and in this park there is this huge hill that one year ago (almost exactly! And Jon has the exact same mustache right now. Mustache March.) Jon and a pregnant me sat in the sun. Today I stopped and stared at it, feeling all nostalgic, thinking about how much can change in a year. I hope I'm not this-close-to-weepy-while-blogging when he's actually a year old, but I probably will be. Gracious goodness I love this little man. He does all the normal things all babies do--Crawl, laugh, giggle, not sleep, sleep, eat messy foods, grow teeth that terrify and hurt me with his crazy bites--but how can each one of these things make me feel such joy? I still need to work on not squeezing him too much. I can't help myself.
(first swing yesterday!)
4 comments:
such a cutie! I know and don't know how you feel (of course), when i think about rocking him to sleep as one the best things I've ever done in my life. I can't wait for him to be the most adorable little toddler ever.
so wonderful! i know how you feel and it's crazy how fast time flies! the best part is that it only gets better!
Oh, Theo! I would like to squeeze you right now! You are adorable!
These are the sweetest pictures of Theo. He is one cute baby. And you make being a mother sound really fabulous.
Post a Comment