One year ago today...

I was due, with a baby I knew was a boy named Jacob Luke. I thought every twinge and practice contraction was "it", even though I was actually going to be pregnant for almost two more weeks. I was sure I was going to have a natural birth, even though I had yet to experience any real labor and wasn't REALLY prepared for it at all.
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I cannot believe that was a whole year ago. His birthday is right around the corner. I was telling Grant that I think it doesn't seem like the whole first year is gone, because he bypassed so many "first year" things. When did I pace with him through sleepless nights? When did I move him from excersaucer to swing to mat out of frustration to try to make dinner? Where were the months and months of toothlessness, and immobility? There were no marathon nursing sessions, no teething misery. This kid was standing up holding onto things at BARELY 3 months old. He was frustrated with being worn (and kinda tall for it) months ago. My newborn diaper stash, that I thought was such a Big Deal, never really worked.

Well...for just a little while. Like literally the first week we had him home.


Now, he has mastered signing "milk" and has gone mad with power. He doesn't REALLY want to nurse 45 times a day...but it's fun to know he could.



I'm not sure if I've ever cherished every moment in quite this way before.



*Full blown everybody picture post and quotes to come later.

Pictures

I realized the other day that I didn't take ANY pictures at all during September, except for those crappy cameraphone pics on the 29th. A person cannot let a whole month go by unphotographed where there are babies involved. They will never look like that again!

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