How can this be??? I mean last week you turned 6 months, then 9 months, and just the week before that you were born. I realize I say 'I can't believe it' or 'This has gone by too fast,' but I reserve that right. Every month when I sit down to write about the month that has passed, I get emotional. My sweet babies, we prayed and prayed for you, and you're here. Now you're 2 months shy of... wait... excuse me for a second while I wipe my eyes... ONE YEAR. I can pretty much confirm that I will always be your 'mama' and you my babies. Oh my sweets.
Mac,
You still fold into me when I hold you. I hope you will always be my cuddle bug. Your cuddles melt my heart, and I long for you in my arms when we've been apart. You still observe everything around you, and you're hesitant to interact with your environment. Once you develop trust in someone, the smiles and giggles are unending.
This month those teeth are being stubborn. I can see them under your gums, but they haven't come through yet. You love water and drinking from water bottles. When you're excited, your arms go out and you move your little hands. Several pictures are blurry where your arms and/or hands are. It's so cute.
We can say an official 'good bye' to 9 month and most 9-12 month clothes... more tangible evidence of your growth.
You're starting to scoot around as you watch Paisley crawl 90 miles a minute. I promise your personality is why you've waited to start moving. You're content watching someone play in front of you whereas Paisley was determined to get to the person and take their toy.
You growl... like Cookie Monster. We know it means you're hungry or unhappy or just being silly.
Dada tried to get me to take your paci away last week, but we decided you're too young, sweet boy. You are so easy going- I can't take away one of the few things you want.
Those legs are starting to thin out from your growth. I kind of wish they'd stay wrinkly longer.
I love you, Mac Man, my sweet boy.
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Paisley Grace,
Sister, you are on.the.move! You get so giddy when you're quickly crawling somewhere. I hear you breathing heavy as you crawl to the stainless steel trash can because of your reflection. I have had to put safety measures around the house because of your curiosity. You're quick to put things in your mouth: from band aids and plant leaves to what was wrapped in a diaper. Yuck. Again, you're quick. I'm already on my toes because of you, my girl.
You've starting pulling up this month (we had to lower your crib mattress), and now you're starting to hold on with only one hand. Please don't start walking just yet. Mama isn't ready... Although I don't know if I'll ever be...
Sometimes you crawl on your hands and feet in the 'downward dog' yoga position.
You're aggressive with your brother. Several times a day I hear Mac fussing and find you laying on top of him. He's trapped, and you think it's funny because you giggle using your 'social laugh'. I'll have to record that laugh one of these days.
You've started being okay with cinnamon since I put it in your oatmeal. You and Mac make liars out of me because one day you'll love a food and the next you won't let it touch your tongue.
This road with your spunky personality is enjoyable, and I am excited to see where you take us, PGA.
The pictures below barely happened with the blocks. Holding your own blocks didn't keep you from wanting the blocks in front. Paisley's mobility made for an exciting time trying to distract you two.
I will post the traditional 10 month pictures later as well as our Studio D Springtime pics!!
-ashley