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Baby Everett You are 13 Months Old

Wow.  This last month we have seen so many changes in you.  Just yesterday a ton of stuff happened.  Most importantly you finally said “Mama!”  I was so happy.  You were just be bopping along and said it.  You’ve said it a few times before, but it was when you were crying, so I didn’t count it!

You are getting in your seventh tooth.  You are in a lot of pain, and didn’t sleep through the night last night.  That’s the first time in like 2 months.  We had to bring you into our bed in the middle of the night.  I felt so sorry for you.  

So, you discovered the toilet last month, but last night you discovered how to throw your toothbrush in it!  You were suppose to be brushing your teeth!  I’m sure this is the first of many things you will throw in the toilet, but I pray it’s a while before you learn to flush them…though you have flushed the toilet a few times too…

We just came back from a week vacation.  Before we left you were walking around pretty well.  Now, you are running.  I think you think your are the boss of the house!  I literally cannot do anything until you are asleep.  All I do is follow you around and make sure you don’t eat dog food, play in the water, fall in the bathtub, pull out all the dishes, step on the printer (we have no room on our desk), and the such like.

You seriously are the happiest baby.  Last night when you were fussing, I knew something was wrong, because you are always so happy go lucky.  

You love to wrestle your brother.  Elijah’s not really use to that, so he’s not quiet sure what to do.

You LOVE your puppies, and scream in a high pitched voice when you see them.

You will repeat almost anything.  You just said fish this morning after I did.  Words you know: okay, hey, yeah, uh-oh, bye bye, dada, mama.  You have repeated: love you, and tons of others.

You give kisses and are starting to blow kisses.  You’ve always given me kisses, but now you are sharing your kisses with others.  It’s adorable.

Your favorite foods right now are corn on the cob and granny smith apples.

You love to play with cars, balls, brother’s guitar, nets (as in to catch fish), and the drums with daddy.

Here are the 12 month pictures from last month.  I didn’t post them, because I had posted so many birthday pictures.  I’ll add some shots from the last month on this post later.

We love you sweet baby!

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You Make Me Smile

People always tell you about how hard it is to be a parent, and they are so right.  It is literally the hardest thing Jeff and I have ever done.  You take two completely flawed human beings and give them perfect, pure little souls to raise.  You can’t hide your faults/flaws from those who are around you everyday.  So you try each and every day to be the best version of yourself for these tiny people.  It’s so hard.  I have already made so many mistakes I wish I could take back.  I need to work on my patience, temper, and strive to always have a positive attitude and show love to those around me.  Honestly, my list could go on and on.  I didn’t mean to make this into a “deep” post.

Rarely do you hear about what a JOY it is to be a parent.  We all have tough days.  We all have sleepless nights.  There are days when you have a hard time figuring out what you are going to feed your little birds 3 times in one day.  There are times when no matter how much you pick up, there will always be that one matchbox car you step on in the middle of the night.  There is always laundry piled to the ceiling, diapers to wash, dogs to bathe.  BUT there are blessings in each and ever thing that we might see as a “problem”.  My husband has a job so we can afford to feed our little birds 3 sometimes 5 times a day.  My children have plenty of toys to play with.  I am so proud to have a machine that washes and dries my clothes, etc, etc.

Milestones.  Memories.  Every day can be awesome.  No one told me how much FUN I would have as a parent!  This morning I was looking through old videos I took on my phone of the boys.  I am so proud of each and every one.  Last night Everett learned to walk.  Not just 3 steps and then fall down kinda walk, but really walking!  Up until now, he’d try and he’d get tired quickly.  Last night, you couldn’t stop him.  He’d stand right back up each time and keep going.  The smile on that kid’s face.  I just can’t tell you how happy he made us feel.  When they are old enough to start getting excited over new things they’ve learn… it’s just the coolest thing in the world to see those shiny eyes and beaming smile.

Being a parent rocks!  Being a mom rocks!  I literally have the coolest job.  I’m so grateful to my husband for working so hard, so I can be home with my babies and see every single milestone and memory being made.

So without further adieu, here is our little “walker”.

Everett learns to walk!


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I Just Don’t Know What to do With Myself…

I seriously don’t.  Last night the boys slept in a room together…without ME!  Up until this point, baby Everett has been in our room.  Let’s go back to the beginning.

One year ago today at precisely 6:00pm a little tiny, shriveled ball of colicy, jaundicey, gorgeousness was handed over to me.  He weighed exactly 7lbs.  Our first night he slept on my chest and we did skin to skin, so he could get use to my heartbeat and smell.  I also tried to nurse and a week or so later ordered a supplementer.  Probably for the first 2 months he slept on my chest, when he did sleep.  Baby Everett wasn’t very fond of sleeping.  He also was a very impatient eater, and would get easily frustrated with the Lact-Aid.  It came out too slow and he wouldn’t latch without a shield.  It was a hard few months.

He moved from off my chest to in my arms at night.  He would lay on his back in the crook of my arm and we’d sleep.  I slowly transitioned him to his crib, which was up next to my bed.  I hated to have him away from me, even if it was less than a foot.  He still woke up multiple times, and I didn’t want him to think I wasn’t there.  We bought a few toys.  One played white noise and the other was a sea horse that played lullabies and had a glowing belly.  I turn them on and he’d go to sleep.  He used to wake between 3-5 times a night.  I am not a believer in cry it out.  EVERY TIME, and I mean every single time Everett woke up in the night it was because he was wet or hungry.  I never ignored him.  I would pull him over, change him, and get his bottle.

Everett started sleeping through the night between 9 and 10 months.  Usually he would wake around 5 or 6 am and want a change and bottle.  Again, I would pull him over and attend to his needs and then cuddle back to sleep until 8.  It has been the most perfect routine for both of us the last few months.  Lately he has been sleeping a full 12 hours straight in his crib.  Last night Jeff and I decided to let him sleep in his crib in Elijah’s room/the nursery.  I didn’t hear a peep out of that room until 8:30 this morning.  They were up and playing.  I’m not sure what time they got up, because they were so quiet!

I’m very excited that their first night together went perfectly, but secretly disappointed.  I knew this night would come, but I didn’t know how useless I would feel.  I don’t know if it will last, but I know it’s for the best if it does.  It’s really hard because I don’t know if we will ever have a baby in the house again, and this all happened in a blink of an eye!

Anyways, I wanted to write this because I know everyone has an opinion on bed sharing, co-sleeping, etc.  My advice is just learn your baby’s cues.  I just wanted Everett to feel comfortable and safe in our home.  Would it have been easier to let him cry it out alone in another room while sitting in his pee soaked diaper?  I don’t think so.  I’m not judging anyone and their methods.  Different things work for different families and babies.

I just wanted to share our experience, because I wouldn’t change a second of it.  It worked out so perfectly.  Even though we spent 9 months getting up and down in the night, I knew that I was doing what is best for my baby.  Also, if nursing would had been successful, he probably would still be nursing through the night.  Which would be totally fine.

I think parents should listen to their children’s needs.  Even as a baby, they can tell you so much through their cries.  I didn’t read a book on sleep training a child,  I just read my child’s signs.

We are an adoptive family.  We got Everett when he was four days old, straight from the hospital.  This is just what worked for us.  It was perfect.  Now, I’m terribly sad all my morning snuggles are over (he’s not one for snuggling any other time…except when wrapped).


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Happy 1st Birthday Baby Everett!

 

 

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You definitely loved the tissue the best.

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celebrating your birthday in Cartersville, GA.

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smash cake photo session at home.

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cutest brother’s ever!

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We had a family celebration at the Appalachian Grill in Cartersville.

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The VERY hungry caterpillar cake.

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what can I say, you LOVE cake!  You were eating the table with the leftovers.

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Happy Birthday sweet baby!  I can’t believe you are 1!!!!  This year has flown by so fast.  Tomorrow will mark exactly one day since you were placed in our arms.  You are such an incredibly gift.  I cannot imagine my life without you.  I’m so proud God made me your mama.  You are the best baby in the world.  You are so happy all the time, you love all people, you never meet a stranger, and your laugh is contagious!  Every day I thank God for how blessed I am.  I love watching you grow into a sweet little boy, though I wish you would slow down just a bit!

You started taking steps last month.  I think you are up to 5 steps not holding on to anything.  You stand on your own for longer periods of time, and try to bounce and dance while standing up.

You still won’t say mama for me.  You repeat things like, “okay, yeah, hey, bye-bye, etc.” Of course you say Dada all the time.  You are still a daddy’s boy.

We got to spend time with your Aunt Morghan and your grandmother for your birthday.  It was a really good day.

Here’s hoping the next year goes by a little slower!

Love you, Ever-ready!