sign me up!
So I have a tendency to be a bit of an emotional person. I try really hard to keep the emotions in check, but I'll admit I cried during Toy Story 3, when my babies' umbilical cords fell off, when I took this little one home from the hospital and for about two weeks straight after that. The thought of him being my last child tears me up inside. I have loved this phase of my life. I really don't want to be done with it. So when Paul was cleaning out the storage room today and made a pile of baby stuff to take to the DI, I lost it. I don't want to be pregnant again and I do look forward to a time when family vacations don't revolve around nap time, but there is nothing better than the sweet spirit a baby brings into our home.
And this kid is full of sweet spirit. He is absolutely the best baby we have ever had! He sleeps like a champ, is so cuddly and readily gives kisses to anyone who will receive them. He is smart and funny and so stinking cute that even after a year, the newness and novelty of him still hasn't worn off. The kids all still fight me hold him, get him up from his naps and play with him.
Yes, it's been a year. So hard to believe that he's been here that long and yet it feels like we've never been without him.
My absolute favorite thing is the smell of his room first thing in the morning. It radiates him and all his sweetness...well, unless he has stinky pants :)
I just hope that he will remain my bed headed, binky toting baby for a bit longer.
If you look really closely, you will see five, yes five binkies in bed with him.
Happy last day of your first year little buddy! I will probably cry myself to sleep tonight and then throw you a big old party tomorrow!
I promise I will take each and every item of baby gear to the DI though...right after he graduates from high school :)
