Aug 22, 2011

4 months??

I am a lazy blogger. (I started this post a MONTH ago and am only now getting to finish it!)


But a busy mom. It is still so bizarre that I am this kids mother. I always knew that I would have children. Even when I was a little girl it was on my list of things to do.

I remember being asked what I wanted to be when I grew up when I was about 6 years old, and my response was simply "a mum. Or a teacher"

And it's been such a simple transition, like he's always been here. We definitely have our moments. And I am grateful to have Geoff (who is incredible by the way, a wonderful dad) and our amazing family who all love this sweet boy.

We don't really have any real routine. He sets the pace and I simply follow it as best as I can.

I have left the house without him twice now. Once to go into town for the last day of the Floating Gold Iceberg's boutique, to support my lovely friend Angie.

And again a month ago (this used to say yesterday), when I went to the salon, and got my haircut. It was so nice to not feel rushed, pleading to the Universe to let me get through this small chunk of Me Time without him screaming. Because he was at home with his Dad and I could relax for a whole hour.

Lovely!

For reals on Saturday it was my birthday. We had some really lovely friends visiting us with their Littles, the littlest being only one month older than Sonny. And I have to say that it was the best weekend of the summer.

Really.

The weather was incredible, everyone was feeling good, and I think my entire family was around me for the afternoon.

No pictures from this past weekend (I didn't take a single picture!) But here are some of Sonny through his first three months.










These didn't load up in order but you get how cute he is!

Aug 3, 2011

Jun 21, 2011

8 weeks old

I I though that time was racing by me before, I had NO IDEA what that really meant.
Sonny is the BEST BABY. Really. Even when he is screaming his nasty little face off and refuses to be put down, he's the best.
But right now, particularly, he's great.

He's asleep. In the swing. And I am eating breakfast BY MYSELF.

This is a joy formerly unknown to me, the eating by one's self.
The showering by one's self.

I still haven't experienced the sleeping by one's self since he arrived, but that's okay, because right now, we sleep at night with just a couple interruptions to nurse that sometimes don't even wake us both up.

Best baby ever.


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