I wish so much for you baby boy. I wish that growing up want so hard, that patina of any kind wouldn't exist or that I could live that pain for you. Perhaps it is a learning lesson...
Watching you sleep and snore after falling asleep again. I know someday bed time will get easier. In the meantime I'm happy you need me, it won't be for forever but for now it's good enough.
Baby boy, you live to party. We are all still so tired from getting up early yesterday and driving out to a wedding. One the reception arrived and the music began you were bouncing and dancing, staring at the lights and hopefully the music want too loud. After the wedding we managed to be able to go to two stores, usually can't do that for as long as we were out. By the time we arrived home it was time to feed you and I looked at the clock, it was 12 hours later from when the day began. A long, but fun family day together.
You turned 7 months old on Saturday. It's hard to believe but the time has passed by so quickly. I still need to finish updating your baby book, yep that's right, I wish I had more time but I like to include your father in writing in it and we just haven't taken the time to do so. We just enjoy spending our time with you.
We need to begin planning for the summer, our potential trip to California to see family. How long, when, where we are staying, all the details need to be squared away before we go. Plus need to have everything set up for the cats and someone to check in on them while we are away. This is why it all is still a potential trip because there is a lot to consider.
Wish I would write to you more often. I have so many special moments with you that I'd like to remember. Like right now, your wanting to sleep and nurse, it's so sweet. You can't decide if toy want to sleep or you want food. I think you're beginning to wake up though so that is fine.
Hoping we will still be breastfeeding by your first birthday. It's been extremely rough and as you've had solids and more formula in bottles there has been less or more difficult breastfeeding. Just how it goes I guess.
Off to spend the day together. I'm going to miss these days when you're old enough to be in preschool and kindergarten. I'm sure 17 to 18 years from now when you've graduated high school and on your way to college I'll wonder where did all the years go and fondly remember all these moments we spent together when you were a baby. Doesn't matter how old you get, our baby you will always be.
Yesterday on the last cold day of winter, unless the cold returns; we took our son outside and let him enjoy the outside and snow. He was all smiles. Looking forward to next winter when he gets to walk in the snow himself. Oh what fun the future brings.
All I want is to be able to continue our breastfeeding. I want to cry right now and so difficult to hold back the tears. Another rough night with gas pains, no thanks to what I've been eating the past 5 days. Feeling defeated and want to give up.
