Thursday, August 5, 2010

Mixed feelings

My baby is 1 today...O.N.E! I love the person he's turning into but I am a little devastated that he's not a "baby" anymore.

Then I get a phone call from Jeff. He just scheduled his vasectomy. I'm mostly happy but a little devastated. He's afraid he's going to kill me of I get pregnant again and my ulcerative colitis flares up. I know he's being overly dramatic. I don't want more I? No. Maybe just one more. No.
Yes? No. It's just so permanent.

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Monday, August 2, 2010

What's in a name?

Griffin is saying words! He says "Dada", "Kitty Cat", "Guh" (dog), "Nana" (banana).

He also calls me "Bobo". Ah the joys of a breastfeeding baby. Hmph. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad he's saying stuff but I am more than a pit stop for a quick snack...right???

He turns 1 on Thursday! Oh what a wonderful year this baby has given me. He really is such a joy. I think back to how on the fence I was about having a third baby and now he has filled me up, made me and my family complete. Love this little dude. He's a bruiser. A sturdy little soul and seems to see the bright side of life. So different from his emotional and sometimes brooding older brother. He doesn't "dance" like my older kids did with music...he sings! I hear him humming the first few notes of "twinkle twinkle little star", then I sing it for him and he joins in...yelling out the notes and bobbing his head.

He's a good one.

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