fatherhood

william: twelve months old.

and then he was one.

and life went on as usual. except when he started running and eating yogurt with a spoon by himself.

but who needs babies to stay babies? i mean, missing the baby stage is how siblings get made, right? (it is. it’s literally the only way siblings get made.)

as you can probably tell from these photos, our little boy is one big hunk of happy toddler! he is a sturdy little man, no other way to put it. he, much like his sister did, thinks that he is much older than he is. which when combined with how quickly he learns by watching anyone do anything, means that we are running after him constantly, but also picking him up constantly when he asks to go up (“uh! uh! uh!”) to see/grab/touch something he has deemed important to his day.

he knows how to wave, play hide and seek, and can walk, run and climb as well as a much older child. he can say ball, pup-pup, and hi, and is adding new words everyday. his favorite thing to do besides eat is to have dance parties in the kitchen with the whole family.

he is the best at giving hugs and kisses (seriously i’ve never experienced a more cuddly toddler), and he loves to snuggle when he’s tired, but will never fall asleep in your arms. he is very social and loves to give people head bumps as a sign of affection.

he is the sunshine of our family, and it feels crazy to me that he hasn’t always been here, because it seems like our family wouldn’t be complete without him. and yet he’s only been here in the world with us for a year.

little william: thank you for making me a mom again one year ago. you are the perfect addition to our family and you are the very definition of sweetness. just like i said when your sister turned one, we pray that you grow up knowing how loved you are, and that no matter what happens in this life, you will always be our little boy.

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william: eleven months old.

well this is simply par for the course. William’s eleven month update being posted after his one year birthday. but the photo was taken when he was eleven months, and so gosh darn it, it will be posted nonetheless.

here is what mister William was like between ten and eleven months:

well, william has certainly turned lots of corners this month. he is babbling nonstop, he’s graduated from the new walker “frankenstein” walk to a confident swagger, and he’s started to clap, wave and clearly understand words you say to him. it’s amazing to watch how quickly this happens.

one of my favorite parts of this month has been the changes in sleep! william has settled down at night and is sleeping through from about 8:00pm-6:30am. i can sometimes get him to go back to sleep for a bit if i need to get ready for my day, but i really can’t complain about the improvement. i honestly think that the thing that helped the most was me going on a long weekend trip with some girlfriends in july. he didn’t get to see me at night anymore, he lost interest in night feedings and started sleeping through.

a big change that was much easier for both of us than i thought it would be was stopping our breastfeeding. my milk supply started dropping in a big way around his nine month birthday, and he started to get even more distracted during feedings when he started to walk. we had already moved to bottles before bed to make sure he was getting enough milk to sleep through, and he didn’t even know the difference when we moved to all bottles. it was quite a change for me, because we barely fed Amelia bottles, but it was so much better for us to make this decision. i’m almost positive that i wasn’t making enough for his crazy activity levels, because once i stopped pumping and nursing, nothing happened. i didn’t have to pump, or hand express, or anything. so it was the right time. when i can, i get breast milk from a dear friend whose baby is only a week apart from William, and we mix that with formula, and he is clearly thriving with the change. it sometimes tweaks my heart a bit, but only because it makes my baby seem so much older when he’s not nursing.

having a ten month old toddler is a very bizarre feeling. we constantly get comments on how big he is, and how well he moves, and what a sweet little man he is. and it’s all true. and i’m trying to slow it all down, and take more videos, and remember all of it, because i can already see him as a two year old, trying to run away from me as fast as he can at the park. he might not be acting like a baby anymore, but he’ll always be mine.

little william: you are trying to grow up so fast, and we are so proud of you with each new milestone you reach (even if they might be a little early for us). the relationship you have with your dad and sister makes me smile every time i see it. you are a shining sun every day, and we know that you will only get brighter as you grow up even more.

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william: ten months old.

another post so soon erin? but how? and why? well, since i didn’t post my baby boy’s nine month update until he was almost eleven months old, i figured i should probably try to get the 10 month update posted before that happens…and then we will try to have our little man’s updates all caught up before we leave on our trip! or at least a girl can dream…

here is what mister William was like between nine and ten months:

well, william has certainly turned lots of corners this month. he is babbling nonstop, he’s graduated from the new walker “frankenstein” walk to a confident swagger, and he’s started to clap, wave and clearly understand words you say to him. it’s amazing to watch how quickly this happens.

one of my favorite parts of this month has been the changes in sleep! william has settled down at night and is sleeping through from about 8:00pm-6:30am. i can sometimes get him to go back to sleep for a bit if i need to get ready for my day, but i really can’t complain about the improvement. i honestly think that the thing that helped the most was me going on a long weekend trip with some girlfriends in july. he didn’t get to see me at night anymore, he lost interest in night feedings and started sleeping through.

a big change that was much easier for both of us than i thought it would be was stopping our breastfeeding. my milk supply started dropping in a big way around his nine month birthday, and he started to get even more distracted during feedings when he started to walk. we had already moved to bottles before bed to make sure he was getting enough milk to sleep through, and he didn’t even know the difference when we moved to all bottles. it was quite a change for me, because we barely fed Amelia bottles, but it was so much better for us to make this decision. i’m almost positive that i wasn’t making enough for his crazy activity levels, because once i stopped pumping and nursing, nothing happened. i didn’t have to pump, or hand express, or anything. so it was the right time. when i can, i get breast milk from a dear friend whose baby is only a week apart from William, and we mix that with formula, and he is clearly thriving with the change. it sometimes tweaks my heart a bit, but only because it makes my baby seem so much older when he’s not nursing.

having a ten month old toddler is a very bizarre feeling. we constantly get comments on how big he is, and how well he moves, and what a sweet little man he is. and it’s all true. and i’m trying to slow it all down, and take more videos, and remember all of it, because i can already see him as a two year old, trying to run away from me as fast as he can at the park. he might not be acting like a baby anymore, but he’ll always be mine.

little william: you are trying to grow up so fast, and we are so proud of you with each new milestone you reach (even if they might be a little early for us). the relationship you have with your dad and sister makes me smile every time i see it. you are a shining sun every day, and we know that you will only get brighter as you grow up even more.

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william: nine months old.

let’s just not even talk about how sad it is that i can’t get these written in a timely manner. it’s just going to embarrass all of us. at least the photo was taken relatively close to the right time….

here is what mister William was like between eight and nine months:

my little baby is walking like a maniac. he started officially walking the day after he turned eight months old, and never slowed down after that. he loves being able to run after his sister, and he loves to get into tight spots where he has to squeeze through. it’s actually really funny to watch him meander his way through his newfound freedom of mobility.

william really started to get teeth this month. it was…less than fun for all of us. sleep got pretty dicey for a while. like, the kids (both of them) weren’t falling asleep until 9:30, and both Mister Man and i were losing our minds. no down time will do that to a person. or married parents of two. yikes.

he also has started to eat like a toddler. he eats more than his sister on a regular basis. he is totally done with purees now, and only will eat what we eat. it’s awesome because of how easy it is, we just cut everything we’re having into tiny pieces, and he gums them and swallows them. he likes steak and chicken and eggs and rice and veggies and fruit and pretty much everything you can think of. we are trying to keep him off dairy for a bit longer, and also are being careful with how much sugar he gets, because we don’t want to mess up his gut and risk eczema developing like it did with amelia (although i feel like that’s really a low chance, i don’t want to be too careful).

[this was during a meal where i realized how expensive feeding these two little monsters is going to be…they devoured their own meals at panera in about ten minutes!]

we have been having so much fun with his little personality. he is learning how to do “so big” and “peekaboo” and is babbling a ton! whenever i think about him starting to talk, it makes me giggle a little, because i have a feeling that, much like his sister, he won’t ever stop and then our house will be forever noisy. but it’s the best kind of noise!

little william: i’m sorry that sometimes your stuff come a little later than your sister’s. i wish i could be better at staying on top of things for your memories. but just know that we could never forget how sweet you are. your first year has been such a joy for all of us.

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william: eight months old.

he’s walking. my eight month old is walking. that’s it. that’s the update. don’t have anything else to talk about, and don’t have the time to talk about it because i’m too busy running around after my WALKING EIGHT MONTH OLD because apparently our house is not at all babyproofed. the end.

here is what mister William was like between seven and eight months:

William still loves food. he will eat literally anything you set in front of him, and has started to refuse his purees. so our challenge is now to find solid foods that he can gum. the silver lining of him loving everything is that his typical meal can be steamed peas and carrots, ground turkey, squished beans, applesauce or pears, and every so often we can trick him into eating some rice or oat cereal. we can’t wait for him to start eating eggs and dairy so that he can participate more fully in our meals. boy will that make life about a million times easier!

you know what is really easy already? William, just as a human baby. this boy is seriously just an easygoing guy. he can stay up past his naptime or bedtime if we need him to, and while he has the occasional fussy moment when he’s cutting a tooth or is super tired or hungry, he is almost never out of sorts. people make comments all the time how freely he gives smiles to strangers, and how genuinely happy he is. and we are very thankful that this is how he is, because we needed him as our second child to be this way.

little buddy also loves very deeply. he is obsessed with his dad and sister (i think he loves me too, but he gets bored with me easily). he is in deep love with my parents dog bella, and really dogs in general. anytime he sees a dog walking toward him, he flaps his arms and starts yelling. it’s pretty great to watch. his big thing lately is looking at you and tilting his head all coyly, and making you fall in love with him as well.

so yea, i already touched on the walking thing up there. and while TECHNICALLY, he didn’t officially walk until the day after he turned eight months old, i’m counting it. so i’m too tired to really talk any more about this, because i spend a lot of time running around after two “toddlers” now. sidenote: can an eight month old be a toddler? is a toddler defined by walking, or just by being older than a year? enlighten me.

[this is what he does anytime he gets in his car seat. but dude, i don’t even drive that fast!]

little william: your personality is bursting at the seams these days, and it’s so fun to see you grow into your own little person. time is moving way too fast for me, you are losing more of your baby-ness each day and growing up before my eyes. it’s exciting to watch, but also moving faster than i can handle! i know that with your sweetness, you’ll always stay my baby boy (even though dad is your favorite). thanks for still snuggling with me when you know i need a fix.

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