I have a 1-year-old, ya'll. And it's as if, over the course of just one weekend, my little baby turned into a cranky, rambunctious toddler. In just a few days he's increased his mobility ten-fold. He's still not walking and only semi-crawling, but somehow he manages to cross a room in the bat of an eye.
(Tonight, though, he actually crawled. Not the weirdo, half crawl, half walk thing he's been doing, but an actual, normal crawl. I set him down to show off his freakishness to friends of ours, and what does he do but crawl like a normal baby?)
We spent Friday, his actual birthday, at the zoo with our friends Tasha, Miles, Natasha and Sam. It was Isaac's first time to the zoo, and he actually seemed pretty nonplussed. I think the only animal he looked directly at was this monkey in a cage that, after hopping like a rabbit, would stand up and raise his arms over his head. At the flamingo exhibit, I held Isaac up to show him the birds, and when he giggled, I thought, "He must really like these flamingos." But he didn't. He was looking at his feet.
Still, we had a wonderful time and we both left sufficiently exhausted. We went to bed early that night, and Isaac woke me up at 6:15 the next morning. I spent all morning preparing for his party, which started at 2pm and was so much fun. Because Isaac's nap schedule was thrown off by our earlier-than-usual awakening, he was ready for his afternoon nap by the time his party rolled around, but, even though he was exhausted, he was a trooper. He played with the rocks on the playground, spent a lot of time in the arms of everyone who loves him and had a blast opening his presents and smearing cake and icing all over his face. I have some great pictures that I'll try to post tomorrow.
I have so much more to say about my Little Man and how quickly he's growing and what a marvelous personality he's developing, but I'm exhausted and in desperate need of sleep. This entire weekend, I've felt almost as tired as I did when Isaac was a newborn. I guess this is a sign that we've entered toddlerhood. Lord help us.
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Lord help us is right, we are right there with you. We thought newborns were tiring... it's really just lack of sleep at that point cuz it's not like they "do" anything. NOW we're in full-on, chase mode.
I get home from OKC around 6, feed Kaia, which is a battle, play awhile, get her bathed and then get her in bed, which is another battle. By the time I collapse at 10, I wonder how full-time Moms get through the day...
Sorry I missed the party. :( I'm glad Kaia and Cory were there tho.
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