So tonight we got together our invitations for Bright's birthday party. I can hardly believe that he is going to be a year old on the 9th of March. Still seems like not that long ago that he was born. I can finally say that the whole labor and delivery are becoming more and more of a distant memory. Hard to forget 30 hours of grueling discomfort and pain but apparently it does happen. I don't think that Andy will ever forget it though- whenever we, or should I say I, talk about a sibling for Brighty he always says no way, not gonna go through that again. So I can only imagine what it must have been like for bystander that couldn't do very much to help and to feel totally helpless for that long. But looking back there are several things about that night and the night before it that make us laugh and have fond memories- we'll keep those and let the others go.
Here are some pictures taken recently:
This is the face I get whenever I try to take a picture of Bright and I am not quite fast enough.
We are working on "Don't touch the stove it's hot, hot, hot. Ouch- you can get burned!" Not very successful- he either laughs, like in this picture, or he cries because he thinks he is in trouble or that mommy is hurt. This is not easy....
His sweet, "I have something I shouldn't have face" as he holds on to one of mommy's papers he snatched from the table. He can reach just about everything that he shouldn't now- we are thinking of hanging things from the ceiling next week :)
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Jeremiah is the same way about siblings. I am certainly not talking about having one any time soon, but the slight mention of years to come and he goes rigid. My cousin used the word "danger" with her kids about anything unsafe and it seemed to work. I thought it kind of funny the first time I heard her use it, but they knew and it just went into this category of things not done. Thanks for the sickness support! It's helping!
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