I am Excited
Sad
Proud
Happy.
My little boy!
I cant believe it. really. I know, I know.. everyone always says "enjoy it, time will fly by.." and i believed them, but, wow.
My big man,
My Foof
My monkey butt
My big mea-han.
My lubb
My smush
My Foofy
My No-No bean
My handsome handsome
My fooferooni
My pooper
Hes getting so big now. he can stand up on his own. he waves hello and goodbye. he drinks from Snapple bottles (we have to hold them), and he eats everything we eat (except peanut butter and honey).
He charms everyone we see. starbucks baristas, bunger employees and customers, anywhere we go hes smiling and melting the hearts of everyone.
He cracks me up with his sense of humor, the little faces he makes, and the happy screams he can belt out at a pitch I didn't know was humanly possible.
I think most people look at little babies and think "Ohh I miss when ___ was that little, I want another little baby!!"
but Im not like that. at least not yet.
Yes, I do miss his little onesies and how he was so small; but I love that he can vocalize some things he wants, he interacts with me, plays games, and is more rough-and-tumble than a fragile little baby now.
I dont want another baby just cause my baby is getting a little bigger. I want to watch him grow and love every second of it (which i am), not wish he was back to the small baby he once was.
I cant even begin to describe how proud I am of my little man. He has grown SO much in the past year. I loved being with him every day of his life so far, giving him hug and kisses whenever I could.
He truly is my sunshine and the light of my life, he brightens my day and makes me so proud to call myself his mama.