Time comes round so quickly, the month flies past and suddenly it's time for the next photo.
I used my new trusted method of white chocolate buttons. Can you tell?
You are teething again and putting everything in your mouth.
You now have size 5 feet.
You really need to get mummy to weigh and measure you sometime.
You say more words but they make one off appearances.
You can shout 'Grandad', prefer saying 'Dad' and switch between 'Mummy' and 'Mama'.
You love to run and wait to be chased.
You most favourite thing is to watch and feed the fish.
You now withhold kisses and prefer to offer your head.
You are so bossy! You will pull people by the hands to where you want them to play.
You love to scream at the top of your lungs.
You've become so ticklish.
You giggle more than ever.
You trump all the time but pretend nothing happened.
You point, tap and pull to communicate.
You like to stroke dogs and say 'aww'.
You are still unsure about up close with any animal bigger than you.
You know what you want and do a fake cry if you don't get it.
You generally love foods you shouldn't have all the time.
You much prefer to eat off someone else's plate.
You like to watch football with Grandad and shout 'goal'.
You smile when you see the door to your Nanny Sandy's house.
You love to put toys and dummy's in Nanny Sue's handbag for her to find later.
You like when Grandad King's does silly voices to the dragon toys.
You squeal when you see Granny Wheels.
You always make Grandad David play with you before he goes to work.
You make all your great grandparents get down on the floor to play with you.
Your favourite colour crayon is brown and you make mummy use blue.
You won't eat chicken or potato.
You love a little pot of tomato sauce with your meal.
You copy all the time, copy mummy coughing or Great Nanny getting up.
You have been working on your animal noises.
You only sit still when I put on videos of you.
You love to drop things through the stair gate at the top of the stairs.
You like to pass me each shoe when we put your shoes on.
You don't like wearing socks.
You tell me 'gone' when you've finished your bottle and wait for me to take it.
You smile cheekily if you see mummy and daddy kiss goodbye.
You make us love you more every day.
I love sitting down and making the 'month in one videos' now. My iMac makes the experience much more enjoyable and as i've kept organised, it's a lot easier on my stress levels. We appear to have done a lot in LJ's 14 month! The video was jam-packed.
I was reading back on a few blog posts earlier. I'm not sure which direction the blog is going in, or what sort of thing it will cover. I'm attempting to keep at it because I made it a resolution (and it may be one of the few I actually complete!) and I enjoy having it as a place to share, think and ramble. I have posts planned in my head but time is limited. Can you believe I wrote 10 blog posts in January? ... I've wrote on average 2 the last few months. I'd love to say I will be better, but in reality I have plans coming up that will limit my time even more. I'll cover more later, but hopefully it won't be forever and it will be worth it.
I don't know if it's the influx of new babies, pregnant ladies and a better sleeping 15 month old, but i've had time to reflect. Babies are only babies for such a short time, each stage is so short in the grand scheme of life. It makes me think, did I really complain so much about my lack of sleep? Surely I must have known babies don't sleep, they need to feed regularly and have cuddles. They need to have their mummy and to feel safe. I'm ashamed sometimes that I complained so much, but then that was the sleep deprivation talking. What i'm trying to say is i've slowed down and took a step back and realised that I need to find the positives in every day, no matter what sort of day or how limited my patience is.
So what if he needs me to fall asleep? It's not going to be forever (or he'll have major problems when he gets to University). So what if he wakes up early? We get more done and i'll have years to lie in when the house is quiet with sleeping teenagers. So what if he always wiggles and tries to run away when I change his nappy. It won't be forever.
I've made it my aim to try and complain less about the struggles and focus on what an amazing, bright, loving (if a little hyper) boy I have and enjoy every day.
A problem is only a problem if you make it one.
Of course i'm only talking about my baby, i'm still very much going to be prone to complaining about all other things in life, like rising house prices and not enough hours in the day.
Look at this chilled boy behaving for his photos (with a little chocolate help!). I remember when I couldn't even get him to sit for one photo.
I stare at him all the time now, well more so than I did before. Where did those long legs come from, or those big feet and chubby hands? I notice his hair suddenly longer and thicker and think, when did that happen? Friend's will ask me a question like what first foods did you give him? and i'll end up looking at old photos for an hour and wondering did I really have a baby so little.
It's still strange now to think I have a 'son' and he's 'one'. Strange to think Ali and I are parents and in the future we will have a five year old, a ten year old, eighteen year old. It's crazy but when you think about having a baby, you think just that. A baby. Somehow I could always picture us with a baby, but I can't imagine us with a ten year old.
A few friends (It feels like everyone!) are currently pregnant with baby number 2. I'm properly sounding to them like i'm asking a lot of questions, but i'm just curious. I LOVE the idea of having a second (Don't panic, not yet!) but I just can't imagine me actually having more than one child. I can't imagine having two people that want my love and attention at the same time. Ok, I can't imagine LJ sharing my love and attention at the same time. Would I do it all the same? Would I change my parenting methods? Would I keep up with the same amount of photo and video coverage?
You're properly laughing at me right now, whether you have one, two or no children. Of course not, you'll have too and no you won't, you might say. The truth is I have no idea, i'll continue to ask curious questions from second time mums and pin fun pregnancy number 2 photos on Pinterest. For now, i'm happy with my one and i'll look forward to baby cuddles from others.
I realised I've been rubbish at sharing little video clips from my DSLR. I'm still learning, it will always be an ongoing process and I can go weeks without picking it up, but when I see the footage, it's always worth it.
I love camera phone pictures for the everyday, the 'oh quick he's doing something cute' moments, but nothing beats a proper camera photo.
Just when you think you're packing away the Summer clothes and bringing out the cosy leggings, BAM 20c weather in the middle of September.
We took the opportunity to break out the paddling pool for one last time, wear in the new wetsuit that daddy picked up and cool down in the sun. I grabbed my camera for some shots but my bossy one year old insisted that I pour water over his head at the same time. Mummy multi-tasking to the rescue. (Don't worry, the photos took a minute and I put it down and played with my son.) I know there will come a time when he doesn't want photos and that is fine. I want to remember everything, so I panic if my phone dies or I've not got it with me, I think it's a separate worry issue of mine and I might try and explain it more at some other point. I know there is a lot of hate out there for mama's behind camera's, but we do it for a reason. Even if those reasons are different.