Kissy-Kissy

For the past few weeks Little Mr. Aedan has been all about puckering up those precious lips and graciously passing out kisses. It is adorable! One Sunday Mitchell taught him to blow kisses and now every time he says good-bye he will also blow a kiss. And the cutest part is that you can hear the smack clear as day—“mmmmwwwaa!” The week of Mitchell’s birthday I was nursing Aedan in bed, Mitchell was still sleeping, and without any coaxing from me Aedan crawled over to Mitchell and woke up him with a sweet kiss on the lips. I think Mitchell woke up with tears. He did this for a few days in a row. He doesn’t necessarily give out kisses on queue—just when he wants, but he seems to want to give kisses quite a bit. 


Quick story:

We were in the office (I was trying to sew) and he wanted me to pick him up. I picked up that little boogie in my arms and was showing him my sewing machine. I quickly saw the painting of Mitchell and I and said, “Daddy!” I said, “Yep, that’s your daddy!” And then he started blowing kisses at the painting. So affectionate!


Aedan my darling, you are such a sweet baby! I love making out with you ;) Don’t worry baby. I won’t tell you girlfriends that I was your first kiss. That’s between you and me.


By the way, you will be 14 months tomorrow. And you still love your milky-milk!

13 Months

Our little mister is 13 months—actually almost 14 months. Holy moly!

Dear Aedan,

Son, you rock my world! You amaze me every day. Your personality is shining through more and more. You are super cuddly and you have just learned how to pucker your lips and give kisses. Our hearts melt every time you give us kisses. We love it! It is honestly our favorite thing in the whole world. I love you precious!

Love,

Mommy

Some cool milestones this month:

• He knows where his belly button is and points to it on queue.
  
• He gives kisses to mommy, daddy, pooh bear, tigger and all of his other special animals.
  
• He says "Daddy" perfectly and actually says "Daddy" for everything. I think he calls me Daddy too.
  
• His favorite show is Yo Gabba Gabba and he called it "Babba." So cute!
  
• This past Sunday (November 13, 2011) Daddy taught him how to blow kisses. He blew me a special kiss at Trader Joe's.
  
• He actually does say "Doggy" to Meg and Brian and he loves giving them treats.
  
• He loves to dance (I think I mentioned this in a previous post.) He does his dancey-dance with great enthusiasm. Doc says he is musically inclined.
  
• He knows when Daddy is home when he hears the front door opening and he runs to the hallway to greet him with a big smile and hug.
  
• His fifth tooth has peaked through.
  
• He had his first ear infection and first prescription of antibiotics. L We don't like it when his sick-a-roo!
  

Little Mister Turns 1 Year Old

Little Mister turned one year old a few weeks ago and I can barely catch my breath when I think about it. We have had a very busy (and emotional) couple of weeks. Aedan and I had our one year anniversary from the day we met on September 29^th. I knew the day would come but I had no idea it would come so fast.

I was anxious all week for that Thursday to arrive. I planned it perfectly. I figured he would wake up at his usual time—7:30ish. Then I would walk in his room singing the Happy Birthday song with the camera. And then we would head down stairs for fresh pancakes. I was so excited the night before as if I was 5 years old waiting for my own birthday to arrive. I jumped out of bed that morning around 7, afraid that I was already running late. I rushed to get the pancake batter ready. I prepped the camera. And then I waited. That little boogie decided to sleep in on his birthday and didn't wake up until close to 9! Mitchell waited for him to wake up and was late to work but couldn't wait any longer. What a stinker! But of course, he got his birthday song and pancakes J. I was so proud of my little man and so happy for him. I must have sung to him a dozen times. He knew I was extra happy—he was happy too.

When Mitchell came home we had tons to do to get ready for his birthday parties (Yes, plural) so we stayed in for dinner and I baked our birthday man a special brownie dessert--his first real dessert. He loved it even though he didn't have very much.

I'm so in love with my son. This year has been incredible. I never knew I could love someone so much. Aedan is so precious and happy and joyful and smart and beautiful and absolutely angelic. He is perfect. He is 1 year old. He walks everywhere. He can say Daddy and Dadda perfectly. He says Eggie for Meggie and Ary for Harley. He doesn't say Mommy or Mama yet, but that's ok. He can wave hello and good-bye. He makes his munchkin face on queue. He likes to feed himself. He giggles uncontrollably when we chase him. He love to nurse and cuddle and points to my chest to let me know he wants his milky-milk. He moves around a lot in his sleep. He loves to figure out his toys and know how they work. He loves to push things. He loves to close doors and open cabinets. He chases Stewie. He loves getting kisses from other baby girls.

Dear Jesus, Thank you for my baby boy. I love him!

Aedan is Officially Walking!

So we counted Aedan's officially steps 2 weeks ago when Mitchell and I both witnessed a full step and a half. But this past weekend we witnessed (along with my family, except for Donnie) Aedan's first 10-15 steps! It was Saturday night, September 3^rd, and the family was over to watch a movie and of course Aedan stole all the attention, as usual. But then suddenly without thinking twice he began to walk and our excitement rose. He knew it too! He was playing with my mom's iPhone and I think he forgot he wasn't holding something when his little feet took off. And it was the cutest thing ever when he chased Aunt Nikki across the living room. He was so happy and proud of himself. I, of course, was an emotional mess. I cried like a baby! He usually goes to bed around 8:30 but that night we kept him up till past ten. We were having so much fun watching him chase Nikki. We all took turns holding out our arms to coax him over to one of us. It was probably around 10:30 when mom gave him a bath and then I got to nurse him asleep. That night I cried again while I held him in arms. I realized he was growing up super fast and there would be one day when our nursing nights would be over—walking was just the beginning. While I rocked him I told how much I loved him and how proud I am of him. I am so proud of him. He is absolutely beautiful and perfect.

Well, that was Saturday and today is Tuesday. Since then he has been taking off walking on his own and the best part about it is watching is face light up when he realizes he is taking each step without anyone's help. I think he likes growing up. Will he ever know how much I love him? Will he ever know how my heart breaks as he grows up each day?

 

P.S. We got all these special moments on video!

New Developments for the Little Mister

I had to cut my work off early tonight. My eyes are droopy, the room is dark, and with just a slight glance to the left I can spot my little man asleep in his crib in the video monitor. Watching him sleep so peacefully reminds me of what I wanted to blog about tonight. I didn't want to forget to document some fun developments that we watched Little Mister experience this week.

A few days ago I went for a walk and put some socks on his feet so his little toesies wouldn't burn (I also put sunscreen on his legs, arms and face). When we got back I put him on the floor to play with his toys while I grabbed a hearty breakfast. I sat down on the carpet with him so I can watch him play while I ate. He was sitting there playing so quietly and quite enjoying himself. And then it was brought to my attention that my little baby took off one of his socks and was trying to put it back on. It was so cute. Of course I'm biased but I thought, isn't putting on socks quite advanced for a 10 month old? Yes, he is very smart.

And then there's the cell phone. Mister loves our cell phones. Whenever and wherever it's visual he wants to grab it, stare at it, press the buttons and, of course, stick it in his mouth. But this week he discovered he can do something else with mommy and daddy's phones. He puts it up to his ear!!! Well, his motor skills are still being perfected so really the phone hits behind his ear. But you can tell he is trying to hold it up to his ear like every other person he sees with one of those things.

Man, I love this baby!

One more thing, as I was rocking him and nursing him to sleep tonight I was thinking about the home movies we were just watching at Sissy and Duane's house. So much fun! Then I thought, I need to take more home videos. I don't care what I'm doing (or what I'm wearing). I need to get out the camera and take more pictures and videos of our family--even if it seems inconvenient. This is our lives and anytime in my future I will be glad I have them.

More Thoughts on 10 ½ Months

I've been a little sad the past few weeks. Two of my friends lost their babies in pregnancy. The Henderson's still don't have their kids back. Arlene died. I don't want to be sad anymore. I didn't go to any funerals. I couldn't. Another thing that makes me lose my breath is my little man soon won't be so little anymore. I know this doesn't fall into the same category as death but it's my baby. Ten and a half months--how can this be? I'm starting to think about plans for his first birthday and that makes me short of breath too.

The past couple of days we have been having fun with Cheerios. I filled up a cup, seated him beside me on the couch in the crook of my arm, turned on NetFlix, and we both munched on Cheerios. He was so curious about it. He quickly threw his little chubby hand in the cup, scoop up as much cereal as he could, crunched them with his tiny fingers, examined his fist full and then shoved some in his mouth. Of course, he was very strategic with the process. And in between eating some and crunching some he threw some out of the cup just because. I didn't mind the mess. I let him have fun with his Cheerios for as long as he wanted (he rarely just sits on the couch with me) and then I just vacuumed the cereal up when we were done. He sat there with me and the Cheerios for about 30-40 min. It was divine. I loved it so much I set up the same scene for Mitchell this morning so he can relish in the sweetness of our little boy just "hanging" with him on the couch, eatin' some Cheerios.

On Thursday Toni told me that she is 12 weeks pregnant. I'm beyond happy for her. She deserves to get out of the office and get home to some babies. Can't wait for Nikki to get pregnant too! Crossing my fingers we get some good news from her in about 4 weeks! ;)

Aedan’s Personality

So our little mister is about 10 and half months and his personality is coming out more and more each day. For the most part he is mellow, laid back, calm, and a little shy with new people. He has shown these attributes since day one. But most recently our chill little dude has expressed more of his fun personality. He is fun and goofy and loves to make us laugh. And then at times he can be cranky if he doesn't get his way. And other times he is a big cuddle bug and just wants to smooch (mostly on me . . hehe). Tonight I had to laugh. I began to nurse him to sleep around 8:45 p.m. Nursing him to sleep only takes about 15-20 min. But then it was about 9:15 and I thought he was falling asleep until I felt a warm sensation on my belly. The little boogie pee'd through his diaper and onto my tummy. When I began changing his diaper he started to laugh at me! So I kissed those precious cheeks and we giggled together as I changed his diaper and put on a fresh clean onesie. What a stinker!!

But earlier today he wasn't so happy. He isn't eating much of his solid foods (only wants to nurse, nurse, nurse!). After an attempt of sweet peas for dinner I let him play with his baby spoon. He loved it! But what happened when I tried to pull it away? He cried like it was the last toy on earth and I just destroyed it. Needless to say, he played with that spoon for about an hour.

And speaking of destroying, Aedan's new nickname should be the Destroyer. We were on the floor playing with his toys yesterday and he wanted to knock down and destroy everything I was making. I began making a neat little stack with his cups and once he saw what I was doing he would quickly knock them down, throw them aside and then laugh. He repeatedly this every time I made stacks. I was shocked! But of course, he made me laugh.

What a little boogieman!

So Thankful For My Baby

I'm a little tender today. Christie called this morning and told me that Kristi lost her baby girl at 39 weeks. I bursted out in tears. Why? What happened? Not possible! And then a few hours later Mitchell called to tell me that Erin lost her baby at about 6 weeks (tubal pregnancy). So this got me thinking. To have a healthy pregnancy and give birth to a perfect baby is nothing short of a miracle from God. And I had that miracle happen to me! I am so grateful and thankful to God for what He has given me. Aedan is sooo perfect. He is healthy and beautiful and well . . . perfect. A few thoughts later I think, "Can this miracle happen to me twice? Will I be that blessed?" Lord Almighty, I hope so.

Aedan is pulling himself up a lot the past 2 weeks. I have a feeling he will be walking before he hits 1 year. I'm so proud of him. He is very strategic and cautious with every move and step. I think he takes about me with that. J And with each waking morning he looks more and more like Mitchell. I love it--it crakes me up to look at the both of them at the same time. Mitchell has no idea what I mean. But I love it. I hope when we have a girl he will be able to look over at me with her in my arms and think "Holy crap! You two are twins!" That will be fun.

My New Journal

So I decided that this blog is going into a different direction. This is no longer an open blog for an audience. This is now my personal journal to document moments and feelings in my life. Here it goes . . .

Aedan will be 10 months next week. I can't even say that out loud. He was just in my belly a few months ago and now he a whole person. Today I watched him strategically work his way up on his feet and hold his balance on his own (with no help) for a few seconds. I'm so proud of him. He is so beautiful. I'm realizing more and more that parenthood is wonderful and marvelous and more than I ever imagined. But it is also cruel and heartbreaking.

I told Mitchell the other day that I feel like all my heartaches from past boyfriends combined don't compare to the broken heart I have for Aedan—and he hasn't even done anything yet!!! It's like all the tears before him were just preparing me for parenthood. All the past loves were just poking at my heart but Aedan pierces through several times. I love him so much I can't smile, or cry, or laugh, or kiss, or hug enough. Thank you dear Lord for him.

So where are we?

Aedan is almost ten months. He has four teeth. He still nurses but is pretty good with his 3 meals a day with the baby food that I make. He giggles when I make funny noises and funny faces. He is ticklish. He loves the feather on his face. He crawls everywhere but not the "hands 'n knees" crawl but more of a scoot 'n drag "army" crawl. I love it. He looks like a worm. He loves to swim. He loves his motorcycle walker and once he gets in it the dogs and cat scatter as fast as possible. I love how his little hands feel on my legs when he tries to use them to prop himself up. I love holding him on my shoulder and putting his other arm around my neck like he is hugging me. The list goes on and on and I'm sure it will as I continue to express my thoughts and feelings in this journal.

And I love Mitchell so much. He is an amazing father. Of course, I knew he was going to be a good one but he is better than I ever thought. I love him more than the day I married him.

What am I going to do with all this love?