August Already?
Apparently my baby is no longer an infant. This may be common knowledge to the rest of the world, but I still feel like it is June and I have a tiny little infant. No longer can I take him out and have people ask me in that cutsey little voice, "How old is he?" "He is sooo tiny!" Somewhere along the way that ended and now I have a chubby, talkative little three month old. Yes, I know three months is not old, but still...he seems huge to me. Talking about huge...in about a week we are going to see my new niece (who is due ANY time). Noah is going to look gargantuan next to her. It is amazing how fast they grow!!!


I have no clothes. I went to the outlets last night looking for a pair of capri pants or a new shirt to wear in Florida...I left with two shirts for Noah for only $2.99. Nothing for me. I have no bathing suit either..only a maternity one I borrowed from my friend. I am starting to feel desperate. I knew my wardrobe was lacking, but it didn't matter until now when I have to actually go into public and look decent. I have my old suit, but the top is a little small considering that I am nursing 6 to 8 times a day. Any idea where I could get a suit for cheap at this time of year???
I don't want the summer to end. It is going uncontrollably fast. We leave in a week for Florida and when I get back I start grad school, and then I am having a massive garage sale, Landon starts preschool, and suddenly...it is fall. I love fall, but it goes way too fast and I hate winter, so I spend a good deal of the fall worrying about the coming winter. I suppose we need to move south. This is insane 

Yesterday I took Landon to the library and the farmers market where we bought fresh blueberries and peaches. I suprised Jonathan and made a final blueberry pie. We also resumed watching my neighbor's little boy yesterday...so I had three kids. It was a cinch. Aiden, who was quite a fussy baby, is now an extremely easy, happy eight month old. He loved Landon and Landon loved him. If anyone was the problem it was Noah, but after he spit up three times all over me and completely filled his diaper to overflowing, he was as happy as could be.
Finally, Noah laughed this morning. I tickled him, so I am still waiting for the spontaneous laugh, but I have to say that it was one of the sweetest sounds ever. His little eyes lit up and his smile poured over his entire face, and out came this adorable little laugh. P-R-E-C-I-O-U-S.
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