And They Just Keep Growing
March 23, 2010 · 73 comments
My baby boy is about to turn eleven months, and then next month he’s a year old. One year old. Unbelievable. I’m still exhausted…feeling like I’m a mother to a newborn and he’s trying to walk and wants to start feeding himself and is saying his first words–which, by the way aren’t mama or dada, but Ab and doch, his baby speak for Abi our English bulldog and doch is, well, dog. Mac loves dogs. And his brothers. And his dad and his babysitters and his mom. And being outside. He doesn’t like getting dressed, or having his diaper changed, or being made to lie down so his diaper can be changed. He also doesn’t like being bored or being … Continue reading And They Just Keep Growing