I wasn't actually planning on a baby post, but as I was importing a few photos from the hospital onto my computer I just couldn't resist editing and posting a few. Meet Orion August, born on February 12th, 2015. We finally decided on a first name only a few weeks prior to his birth. My husband loves the mythical reference, and I love the way it pairs with his brother's name, Alder. His middle name is a family name and is the same as my grandpa's. This little guy was two weeks early and threw us for a bit of a surprise. Of course, I went into labor in the evening when my husband was on a very short one day business trip. It was pretty much a scene out of a movie where the husband barely makes it in time. I won't be sharing a full birth story here, but I will say that it was quick, intense and joyful. It was also quite a relief considering that our first child's birth was long, stressful and ended in a c-section. For any of you out there who've had a c-section once, don't lose hope. Everything that happened with the first did not happen with the second. Hooray for second chances! Ever since he's entered the world, this guy has been easy-going and pretty much a contented little dream. I think it's part his good nature and part that we actually have a bit of a clue as to what we're doing this time around. Things are crazy with two kids (as evidenced by my lack of posting until now), but also crazy good. If you'd like to see more baby spam, I tend to post more baby-related photos on my Instagram feed.
Wearing white while severely pregnant is a pretty gutsy move for me. I think after I'd been out only about 15 minutes, my husband was already showing me where I'd gotten dirt on myself from unknowingly bumping into something. This belly is made for bumping into things and being a receptacle for food crumbs. I'm not the most coordinated person so pregnancy takes things to an even more comical level. Soon enough though, I'll be holding a little man in my arms. I'm hoping by then I can regain some coordination. Eeeek!
First birthday and year of life. First time trying cake. First time eating ice cream. This party was quite a milestone maker that was both sentimental and sweet. We gathered a few of our close friends and family and celebrated my son's first year of life with lots of ice cream and love.
We wanted to do something that would be engaging and fun for the grown ups because sometimes first birthday parties are more awkward than enjoyable. Since it was the middle of summer, and we are big ice cream lovers, we went with a homemade ice cream social theme. Luckily, some of our friends and family jumped at the chance to make ice cream, so we ended up only making one flavor. Everyone else supplied the rest! The flavors were: cake batter, honey lavender, chocolate peanut butter, fresh mint chocolate chunk, salted caramel and strawberry basil. All the flavors were delicious and most were quickly devoured. There were toppings and waffle cones to make sundaes and soda to make floats. Even Alder and a few of his older baby buddies tried, and loved, the ice cream. Disclaimer: don't judge us too harshly, we only gave them a few bites of ice cream. It was all in good fun.
Although it was an ice cream party, I wanted to still do the traditional cake as well. I threw together a quick cinnamon apple cake and covered it in white sprinkles. It was not the most professional, but he didn't seem to mind. We couldn't stop laughing as he repeatedly planted his face directly down in it.
I went a little overboard with the decorations. However, I love every opportunity I can get my hands on to come up with creative party ideas. There were three different types of homemade garlands, chalkboard ice cream menu markers and a folksy, woodland, hand-painted tablecloth. A special thanks to my friends Kesha, Jenn and Michelle for pitching in and helping me craft at the last minute. Many of the decorations could not have been finished without their help as my ideas were greater than the time I had allotted. Love you ladies!
We had a few people remark to us afterwards that they were surprised they had fun at a first birthday party, so I'd consider this party a success, indeed.
Well friends, we made it! We (and he) survived the first year, thankfully. I would insert a celebratory party horn emoji here if I were writing this post on my phone. It's hard for me to believe that we have fed, clothed and taken care of a tiny human being for a year now. It is a known fact that babies grow quickly, but still I look back a bit in disbelief at Month 1 as he looks so very tiny. It all feels so short and yet as if it has been this way all along.
Lately, I've been holding him a little tighter and rocking him a little longer because I know the days of him being small will pass quickly. This year has been both incredibly tough and beyond amazing in ways I can never fully articulate. I am so thankful to God for putting this intense and energetic little boy in our lives.
I have been excited to have a baby for so long, but honestly have been scared of what is beyond babyhood as I've never been great around kids. However, I find myself surprisingly excited about the next year to see him as he becomes even more interactive and see his personality unwrap. And, I'm sure plenty of blocks, planes, trains, dirt and messes will also be a big part of it too. This wraps up this monthly series, but I'll still share photos of the boy from time to time. Thanks for following along on our little journey.
Whoa, Nelly! Eleven months turns out to be a really sentimental time, at least for mamas. I started freaking out a bit when I realized I had an almost one year old. How could that have happened already? It took me awhile to get used to the fact that I would soon have a toddler and no longer a baby, and I'm still getting used to that, to be honest. But, as the cliche goes, it just keeps getting better. I hate to buy into such a cliche, but I can't help the truth. What they say is true because his little personality has just exploded.
The face he's making in the photo above? That's his mischievous face. He smiles while scrunching up his face, gives a little laugh and then takes off, usually to get into something he shouldn't be in like my camera, mulch, the bathroom or my potted plants. Stinker. It's so fun to be able to play and interact with him. To see my husband throw him and tickle him and tease him makes my heart swell. I swear, he saves the biggest grins and belly laughs for Michael. In addition, he's got all kinds of teeth, has been cruising away, sometimes waves and says mama and dada and sometimes ball. At least, we think that's what he's saying. It sounds more baaaallaaallaaa. Close enough.
This was the month that ended a mother's dreams. Photographically, at least. Before having a baby, I knew I wanted to capture monthly photos. I remember thinking, "Why does everyone photograph babies in a chair? It's so much easier to see their growth when they're laying down." Turns out, those other mothers knew better. The laying down thing worked great the first few months, but every month it's gotten more and more difficult. He's been sitting up for months now, but this month he decided he was absolutely through with laying down. There were many tears until we changed our photographic arrangement to sitting up. Although, he was not still for long in that position either, as evidenced by the blurry nature of this photograph. As for ten months, let's talk about this tongue. It's always out, especially when he's concentrating. He's a mini Michael Jordan. Also, the toe curled up? Yes, please. His toes are constantly curled like that. I love finding out the little quirks that make each baby unique.
It's amazing how much trouble someone so tiny can get himself into. As he became much more mobile this month, we found ourselves scrambling to babyproof. We also walked in to find him pulling up on his crib, which meant we had to drop the crib to the lower level. I found myself sad and sentimental about this event. It's just a crib, right? Still, I was sad that he was growing so quickly and was no longer a tightly swaddled little baby sleeping (umm…somewhat) peacefully and is instead now a wriggling, always moving, mischievous little boy. Sometimes, I wish I could slow down time. I'm sure every mom thinks that at one point or another. However, seeing his personality come through with smiles and giggles and attitude makes up for it. Oh, and the bottom two teeth. Those are pretty great too.
Also, if you're just tuning in, I'm playing catch up on my monthly posts. I know I just posted about seven months, but he hasn't grown quite THAT quickly.
I've never been good with words. If you're looking for the socially awkward person at the party, I'm your girl. I feel much more comfortable with pictures and art. Also, it turns out I take a lot of pictures that end up sitting on my computer collecting digital dust. So, I'm starting up a new monthly round up of some of my favorite shots that hopefully visually capture the essence of each month. We love watching trucks go by in the morning while there's still shade.Matching Saltwaters. I dreamed of this day ever since we started trying to get pregnant. Silly? Maybe. But, it's sentimental to me because now there are tiny feet to fill those shoes.Simply enjoying our little family in a few quiet moments during the golden hour. Chasing dogs is serious business.Rawr.
Finally, I caught a smile. Blurry, but it finally captured. This was also the month he full on giggled. Baby laughs might be one of the best things to be had in this world.
This is another little catch up post of Alder and his monthly photos. I love to see how he changes each month. I'm finally able to capture him looking at the camera, but it's still almost impossible to catch him holding still. All of his limbs turn out blurry because he's so busy moving and kicking. What a guy. I've decided to do a little round up of all the photos each month so you can follow along, inspired by Nicole of Making it Lovely. See Alder's Month 1 and Month 2 photos.