He walks! Yay for Conor! Although he took his first official steps over a month ago, it was just over this weekend that he really decided to take off and now he walks everywhere! Just in time... today the little guy turns one year old! (mothers will all sniffle with me)
Last night my sweet Adam allowed me to be motherly and nostalgic and cry my birthday tears for my baby: "Remember, hun? It was this time exactly last year that I went to bed and then started having contractions 12 minutes apart?" and "Remember how we labored all through the night, and that sweet little guy just wanted to come out and join the fun?" It was an amazing night.
Conor was born here at home, my second homebirth. His big brother and sister were present in the room, with the other three siblings outside the bedroom with ears pressed up against the door. We had three midwives here, but Daddy's hands were the first to welcome him into the world. It was beautiful. And I can't believe it was a year ago. And now he walks. And says, "dub-dub". But he still adores his mommy more than anyone else.
Today we took him to Payless to get his very first pair of shoes. I am a mom who doesn't put shoes on baby feet until they're walking, so this was an exciting event. He loved them all, wanted to eat them all, and once he had some on, he stood there and danced in them to the music being piped through the store. But now he refuses to walk in them. Too heavy? Too clumsy? Oh well, they're too cute anyway. He'll figure it out. And in a couple of days, we shall eat cake and do a little more birthday dancing.
Last night my sweet Adam allowed me to be motherly and nostalgic and cry my birthday tears for my baby: "Remember, hun? It was this time exactly last year that I went to bed and then started having contractions 12 minutes apart?" and "Remember how we labored all through the night, and that sweet little guy just wanted to come out and join the fun?" It was an amazing night.
Conor was born here at home, my second homebirth. His big brother and sister were present in the room, with the other three siblings outside the bedroom with ears pressed up against the door. We had three midwives here, but Daddy's hands were the first to welcome him into the world. It was beautiful. And I can't believe it was a year ago. And now he walks. And says, "dub-dub". But he still adores his mommy more than anyone else.
Today we took him to Payless to get his very first pair of shoes. I am a mom who doesn't put shoes on baby feet until they're walking, so this was an exciting event. He loved them all, wanted to eat them all, and once he had some on, he stood there and danced in them to the music being piped through the store. But now he refuses to walk in them. Too heavy? Too clumsy? Oh well, they're too cute anyway. He'll figure it out. And in a couple of days, we shall eat cake and do a little more birthday dancing.
Happy birthday, little Conor! And right away you get to learn that Nana's cards are often late, but come with love anyway.
ReplyDelete*sniff!* Congrats on the milestone!
ReplyDeleteOH, he's such a little love. And he looks JUST LIKE his daddy!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad I'm not the only one who relives labor on children's birthdays! Sniff!
awww I *love* the little spread toes!
ReplyDeleteLittle man's gettin SO big!
What a sweet looking boy! Happy 1st Birthday.
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