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June 22, 2004

i can't believe that june is almost over. the following are pics from the whole month so far... i don't think seb fits under the table standing up anymore. he's getting so tall--we're going to have to rename the website "kneebiter" or something. hm.

seb is 13 months old, and apparently coming into his own. it doesn't bode well that this means he likes to play with his food, spit out his milk, whine a lot, bite the furniture and bang his head on the floor, now does it. the developmental stuff that i occasionally read for solace says that all this behavioral stuff is normal... but i want my sweet and perfect boy BACK! *sigh* aside from that, he's fun and happy most of the time, and he sleeps really, really well, so even if we have a hard day, i'm almost guaranteed a good night's rest. somedays, that's the only thing saving his cute little... self.

seb still isn't walking without holding onto anything and everything. he accidentally took up to 3 steps on his own throughout the course of last week, so i know it's just a matter of time. in anticipation of the grand walking event, which will surely happen this summer, i bought him a pair of "sport sandals" from old navy, and MAN are they cute. when i put them on him, he was entralled and held his feet out in from of him, bending his torso down low, so he could get a good, close look at them. then he started spinning himself around in circles on the floor using his heels, stopping every once in a while to giggle with me and watch me wipe my teary eyes. i wish i wouldn't feel so rushed to see him do bigger kid stuff, but when we go to the park, i look on in envy at the other kids just running around playing and their mothers sitting on benches reading. i wonder what it will be like when i can finally let him loose and watch him play.

a little piece of me

June 17, 2004

a minute ago i was folding kitchen towels and rags and stuff, and i found myself picking things from the middle of the basket to fold. i thought for a minute that i was just picking up a towel from the middle because i wanted to fold all the towels first. but no. in fact, there were 3 other towels on top that i could have grabbed. so why, OH WHY, did i ignore the TOP towels and dig around for the towel in the MIDDLE?! this bothered my for the entire 5 minutes that i folded the kitchen stuff--i'm actually still trying to get over it--and i literally had to FORCE myself to only pick things from the top until i was done. so is this what being a stay-at-home mom does to a person-- a presumably, normal, sane person? or do people who work away from home have the same neurotic thought processes when they come home and do laundry? i hope they do. i really, really hope they do.

an update on the boy coming soon...

vitals update

June 07, 2004

seb's 1 yr well-baby check up was this past friday and here are the results:

height 30 in (3 in growth since mid-february)
weight 18 lb 11 oz (up a wopping 8 oz since march)
head circumference 47 cm (this is the one thing that has remained textbook 50%)

seb was shot up for mmr and chickenpox and all the blood from one of his little tiny fingers was forced out for a hemoglobin test. seb sobbed, mamma and daddy cringed and held their breath. dr appts are not fun stuff.

seb in a tent

June 01, 2004

well, we finally went camping friday night, and it was good. let me qualify "good": we got some sleep, the amount varying for each one of us (seb probably got the most), we only woke the campground once at 5 am, and it was character building--we learned a lot. most important lesson, try to arrive at the campground BEFORE your child's bedtime--not during, or for crying outloud, after. due to some logistical difficulties, we pulled into the campground at 9:30p and were set up by 10p. seb had fallen asleep in the car, his bedtime normally around 8p, and really didn't like being awakened to a very strange, dark and chilly place with flickering lights and voices of unseen multitudes. so it was hard to get him to sleep, although not impossible. once i did get him to sleep, it was awkward keeping him situated on his sleeping pad. throughout the night, seb's head kept sliding onto the tent-floor from his sleeping pad due to a slight dip in the ground, and i had to keep pulling him back to a better spot. even i found myself crammed into the corner on more than one occasion. anyway, he awoke for a brief (at the time it seemed like he was crying forever) period around 5a, but went back to sleep until 7:30a, so it definitely could have been worse. only two times did i imagine hearing someone grumble "baby" that morning before we left, and more than likely it was from the group of drinkers who stayed up until 4a. oh well.

so i think we'll do it again. maybe even soon and somewhere a little further away from home.