Life as a mother is a whirlwind. A whirlwind of sleepless nights, poopy diapers, aching arms, back and head, nearly constant entertainment, food prep, bath prep, nap time routines and bed time stories, bruised arms from little pincers, and scabs from razor-sharp fingernails. It is also snuggles, precious moments, night time cuddles, slobbery, open-mouthed kisses, the knowledge that you are so needed and so sought after.
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Sometimes I think back on my life before Julian and although it was lovely sleeping 9+ straight hours a night, going out after 7pm and taking a shower whenever I felt like it, I can't even imagine going back to that sort of life. I love being a mother. I love being depended upon and needed. Julian is quite demanding, intense, dramatic...dare I say a "strong-willed child"?!?! He doesn't sleep well, his mood changes very quickly from super happy playing with the crayons, to "oh-my-goodness-I'm-freaking-out-because-you're-changing-my-diaper-and-it-IS-the-end-of-the-world-as-we-know-it!!!". (You should hear him; you'd really think I was cutting off his little toe). My child. My sweet, sweet, difficult child. Oh how I love and adore him! I can't even fathom life without my baby Julian.
He will be 11 months old on April 2nd; that's in 3 days. I've already started planning his first birthday party - in fact, invitations have been made and are going out soon! He's not quite walking yet, at least, not unprovocted. It we entice him or prop him up then he can literally walk accross the room with no problems. He simply prefers to crawl because, well, it is faster and safer. He's always been a cautious kid. He's not really accident-prone and thank goodness for that because Jordan would make him wear a helmet, I'm sure of it!
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He loves coloring with his new bath crayons in the tub and also with regular crayons. He thinks it is hilarious to toss his sippy cup off the table and makes THE.BEST face while doing it, knowing of course that he's going to get a reaction from mama and dada. We try not to, but we crack up. He's just so darn cute! I know this will bite us in the butt later. Chasing after the cats with dad is another fav pastime; that always gets him going and keeps him happy. His BFF is Fisher J. Chase, who is 17 months old. They play so well together, it really is the cutest thing. His absolute favoritist thing, however, is being outside. As soon as I grab my sunglasses and open the front door he gets a huge open mouthed grin on his face. He crawls all around on the sidewalk, picking up sticks and leaves as he goes. He's my little nature boy. :) We have little bunny rabbits at our complex and naturally, he loves them as well. He always makes these cute little squeaky noises when he sees them.
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He really enjoys being out and about in general. He's been doing great going on errands with me and even seems to be enjoying his car seat now. (Thank the good Lord because those days of endless screaming in the car were brutal!).
He's learned how to crawl up the stairs, clap, wave by-bye, cove his eyes when playing peekaboo, tip his sippy back, stand for long periods of time, and walk when he feels like it. Obviously, I'm a proud mama. I love my little boy and I have to remember to thank God every day for the blessing that he is.
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Here is his precious 10 day old self. I remember those days...back when he would just sleep anywhere and everywhere. Ah, the newborn stage. Sometimes I miss it. Someday there will be another newborn in this household. Look at his royal cuteness now! 6 teeth and 4 haircuts later at almost 11 months old.
That's my little monkey. :)