Merry Christmas! I hope yours is filled with lots of love and yummy food.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
I believe that my favorite part of the holiday season is tradition. I love counting on certain things to happen their certain way each year. My family didn't really have any Christmas traditions that I remember, except that we had to stay at the top of the stairs until Dad got the camera cued. But I enjoyed that. Sometimes I find myself missing waking up early Christmas morning running down the hall to wake my parents; but soon I'll be the one being woken up. Soon I'll be starting our own family traditions, and that excites me.
Griffin has been impressing us with his development lately. Not only is he making eye contact with us all the time, he's following objects with his eyes more consistantly. I didn't realize that one day I would be so astonsished with someone staring at things like I am with him. I've also caught a few smiles. In the evenings while Dave is working on his homework, Griffin and I will have conversations that consist of him cooing and we'll work on his leg and neck muscles, and a couple of times he's smiled right at me. Can't wait for that smile to be permanently glued to his face.
Monday, December 7, 2009
I took the first picture at one week, and the second one was taken at five weeks. Looking at this just about takes my breath away. I had heard everyone say, "oh, they grow so fast...yadda yadda yadda." However, seeing is believing. I hadn't ever imagined that a person could literally transform in just a couple of weeks. I am going to need to hit the gym and do some weight lifting just to carry him around if he continues on this track. (Or he may be carrying me pretty soon.)
I am learning that right now there is no such thing as a norm. For a while, he had been sleeping from around midnight to about 6 in the morning. He was also just fine being laid down wide awake. I had hoped that this was just the way he liked it, and a nice foundation to sleep a full eight hours. But...he has seemed to change his mind. He is now waking up around 4:30, however I am feeding him a tad bit earlier. He really really wants to get up when he wakes up; no crying it out for ten minutes. I am about to start reading (oh, I've said that a million times) The Happiest Baby on the Block that my dear friend, Emily, got for me. On Amazon it has four and a half stars out of 708 reviews, and one calls the book "pure magic." He is also getting fussier during the day and I'm not too sure what to do about it. I don't want have to hold him all the time, but at the same time I don't want to traumatize him either.
Griffin had his first snow day the day after his first I'm-staying-up-all-nightlong-night. So I wasn't thinking clearly and thoroughly. G's Uncle Jacob was spending the day with us since Dave was in class for eight hours. Jacob asked if we could take Griffin outside to see the snow and I responded by saying something like, "NO! It's cold out there." Then out of the corner of my eye I saw the camera and realized how awesome Jacob can be sometimes. I would have hated to have not captured Griffin's first snow day on
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
So I'm not very good with abbreviated names, for people or for objects. Not just abbreviated names but also nicknames of any kind. I normally call people by how they've been introduced to me. I have always been called by my entire first name and it's never successfully been shortened. So when people told me that Griffin's name would be shortened to "Griff," I shook my head and laughed. So within a month only a couple of people have called him Griff, but some only to annoy me. Slowly it's doesn't matter as much as it did, but it still makes me laugh.
Many times I have been reminded how clueless I am when it comes to this parenting stuff, especially the lingo. Everyday I feel like I learn something, if not a million things, new. The other day I was asked where Griffin's "binky" was, to which I had no clue what that was. Thinking it through I assumed it was a blanket, then I learned that it's the pacifier. Where did this name come from? Back to my problem of not using nicknames, I can not bring myself to call the pacifier anything other than "pacifier." I can't say binky or winky or passy--I just can't do it. I've also learned that blankets can be minkies or possibly a million other names, but what's wrong with "blanket"? I like just having a clear and concise nomenclature for things so I am not grabbing for Griffin's blanket instead of the pacifier.
I'm coming around though, and I keep an open mind. So don't judge me ;)
*Both pictures were taken two weeks ago. Griffin is now a little bigger and a whole lot cuter.