This has been the quickest year of my life so far. It’s like I’m scared to go to bed at night because I know that the next morning Fred will already be a year old. The little guy is changing more and more by the day, so I figured I better do an update now before the list gets too long.
The biggest change is the noise level in the house has dramatically increased. I’m not talking about crying, he just likes to hear himself talk. I wonder where he gets that?
He just sits there and belts out these high pitch noises. The daycare thought he was in pain. They put him in an excersaucer and turned to take care of another baby, all of sudden he just starts hollering for all he’s worth. You know what he did when the girl came running back to check on him?? He laughed at her! Yep, we’ve got a wild one on our hands!
Fred now refuses to lie down. No crib, no cradle, no couch…unless he can sit upright, he’s not going to be apart of it. Put him in the jumper, the excersaucer, the boppy, the backpack, just don’t put him down. Although he can’t sit up by himself yet, the first chance he gets to pull himself into a sitting position he takes.
Baby had his first cold this month. We had been trying to get him to sleep in his own bed for a couple of days, when a cough started popping up every once in a while. The next day our air conditioner went out and it got up to about 85 inside and 102 outside. The cough got worse. By Sunday morning it was so bad it was waking him up during his naps. Luckily, our doctor will see patients on Sundays so we decide we better go before it turned into something worse. After some tests and a chest X-ray, it was only a bad cold. The one thing we did learn though was that the saddest place in the whole world is a doctor’s waiting room on a Sunday afternoon. You could see the worn faces of the other parents as they thought about how this was they’re day off and Monday morning was just 15 hours away.
We have added two new weapons to our arsenal, the excersaucer and the jumper. Fred loves both, plus these handy dandy tools let mommy and daddy eat an entire meal at the same time without having to hold a baby. Our living room now looks like a baby Gold’s Gym.
Up until last week, thanks to Lucy, Fred had only tasted breast milk. Well, this week we started introducing “real food”. Applesauce has been a hit so far, after the second bite he grabbed the spoon and was feeding himself. The bananas are going to take some getting used to, but I can’t stand them either so they may never be his favorite. The funniest thing is the juice. It’s like he’s Mr. Short Term Memory. He sees the bottle, grabs it, take a swig, realizes it’s not milk, spits it out, sees the bottle, grabs it, takes a swig, spits it out, sees the bottle…
So I think that about covers it. Once upon a time he was just a baby that cried and pooped all day. Now he’s a loud, crib sleeping, cold fighting, excersaucer’n, applesauce eat’n, banana hate’n, blessing to the Blockhead family.
I forget what life was like before.
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