Tomorrow will be the first of December. The last month of the year. The first month that Gabe has lived through twice.
This time last year, I was pregnant, huge, and miserable. And now? Well, I’m quite a bit smaller, and quite a bit happier!
We’re gearing up for Gabe’s birthday party, and of course for Christmas celebrations with Michael’s family.
It will be quite different from last year, when we took our days-old little guy to Grandma and Grandpa’s for his very own, very quiet and small Christmas Day. That he pretty much slept through. In his infant carseat. In which he was still tiny.
How quickly they grow! How silly this cliche!
On that note, I’ve been thinking quite a bit about my plans for this blog, and I’ve decided to take things down a notch in the next couple of weeks. Though I do still intend to write frequently, I will no longer hold myself to the goal of daily blogs–though probably weekly at the very least. I certainly enjoy chronicling Gabe’s young life, and our life with him! But I also don’t want to feel beholden to the blog in a negative way. Once we hit Gabe’s first birthday, I will be taking that small step back. And honestly, it’ll probably mean better-quality posts here in general. So, perhaps good for everyone in the long run? I sure hope so!
Gabe and I spent the majority of the day with Grandma, as we attempted to find a winter jacket for him–which apparently is easier said than done.
We started off with lunch after Gabe’s first nap, and he was such a charming, happy baby that we had about five people stop and compliment him, and even try to talk to and play with him. What a sweetie pie…and I love showing him off when he’s on such good behavior!
At the mall, we attempted to find the right jacket to get him through a Georgia winter, but I couldn’t find quite what I was looking for, so the search is still on! By the time Gabe came around to his second naptime, he started getting pretty fussy in the stroller, so I switched him to a front carry in our carrier, and though he fought it for a little while, he fell in a sweet sleep. Though of course there’s a very nice freedom to a baby napping say, in their crib, to get some “alone” time, sometimes having your baby sleep against you is just amazing.
The only trouble is? The nap was fairly short-lived, and he wasn’t interested in finishing it once we got home. All things considered, the rest of the day didn’t go too badly, and he only ended up going to bed a little bit earlier than normal. Of course I hope that he’ll sleep better tonight to make up for his lack of napping today, but there’s really no telling!