Paxton, one year
Jul. 30th, 2011 11:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mellybrellyOne year and one day ago, my son was born. It was a day I had waited for all my life. I always felt like I was born wanting to be a mom. There were a lot of years I was afraid it would never happen for me. I wanted to be with someone who I knew would be a great husband and dad, and I married him. I married into an instant family, which came with its own challenges, but many joys. Paxton James has a very loving big sister and two parents who love him more than they can describe.
At one year, Paxton is walking confidently. I love when he walks backwards, he thinks he's so funny. He has quite the sense of humour, he likes to laugh along with us, even when he has no idea what the joke is. He's an entertainer, loves to get a reaction of of us. In groups of people, he's quiet, he watches people and tries to figure things out, but once he's comfortable, he'll be your best friend. He loves men, he is interested in facial hair.
He still has a bit of a dairy intolerance, but he eats well other than that. He still nurses many times a day, he's a snacker. He likes to sit up on my lap and nurse facing me, except for when he's tired, then he slides his butt off my leg to try to lay down. He lays himself down on a pillow to nurse for nap times and bedtime. He says "nuh nuh" and "moah" if he wants to nurse.
He calls animals "doahg", and can "wuff". He says "dada" and knows who dada is. He says "momma" sometimes, but mostly says "nuh nuh" when he wants me. He signs for "more", sometimes, he did it the other day when he wanted Tim to read another book to him. He knows how to sign "all finished", "milk" and "fan". He talks with his hands sometimes, like he knows there should be a sign for what he's trying to say to us. He loves fans, is getting very interested in birds and airplanes. He does independent play and likes to wander off on his own.
He's a momma's boy. He loves me very much, which gives me huge joy. It can be tiring, since he wants me a lot of the time, but he also adores his dada and Tim is great about giving me breaks.
He slept with Tim and I for the first year, but we are transitioning him to sleep by himself. His crib has been attached to our bed, and when we go home, the side is going on his crib. He's been sleeping part the night, here, in a pack and play, it's been nice to have my bed back!
I'm not sure what he weighs, I know he's over 20lbs, but we'll have the 1 year checkup when we get home to Virginia. I'm not sure about his height either, but he's a strong little boy.
His eyes are still sort of grey green, sometimes almost look hazel. His hair has gone from dark brown to a honey brown that looks red in the sun. His hands and feet still look like his dad's but his face is mine. There are pieces of his dad in there, in his face, but he looks a lot like me as a baby. He looks just like my dad and a lot like my brother.
People still mention how he looks at them like he's trying to figure them out. Strangers have said that since he was born. He purses his lips and really watches people he's interested in. He loves babies, he really likes little boys. He loves his sister.
A mom. I'm a mom and have been for a year and a day. It's a good fit for me, I feel good as a mom, more complete, like I'm doing something that I really was supposed to do. I think I've dealt well with the lack of sleep and just overall tiredness. My weakest moments are in the middle of the night when he has those odd nights that he wakes and won't go back to sleep and just wants to nurse for 3 hours. My other weak moment is when I'm trying to make dinner and he cries and holds onto the back of my legs, he doesn't want to be in a carrier, he just wants me to hold him. Other than that, I really love it. I think the only surprises are the exhaustion, and probably how great my love is and how great my fears can be. What I feel for this baby is so intense, but wonderful. I'm silly and sometimes think about when he's grown, and I miss him already. I hope I'm a good mom, and that my son is always in my life in some way.
Tim has proved himself to be a great dad, again. I fell in love with the kind of dad he was to Reagan, and I knew he would love our children so well. It's different because Paxton is here all the time, whereas with Reagan he misses out on half a week with her and really misses her, but the love is just as strong. Tim gives me changes to sleep in, he has taken on more than his fair share of housework. He packs my diaper bag for me and is very considerate of the things I need. He does night time with Paxton when I've hit my limit. I can see how much he loves his son.
Reagan is a joy as a big sister. She loves Paxton so much and is very proud of him. She talks about her baby brother a lot. There has been no jealousy, she has transitioned into have a sibling very well. We worked hard to prepare her and to make her feel special as a big sister and as herself and I think it has all gone very smoothly. I can count on her to watch him while I shower or am making a meal, on the weekend. I am really proud of how well she has done with this, and it makes my heart happy when I see the love she has for him.
The year could have been a big disaster, but I think it turned out to be an excellent one. How can a year of passed? The other day, Tim was showing me our first videos of Paxton and it seems like a lifetime ago, but just like yesterday at the same time. Our precious baby.
At one year, Paxton is walking confidently. I love when he walks backwards, he thinks he's so funny. He has quite the sense of humour, he likes to laugh along with us, even when he has no idea what the joke is. He's an entertainer, loves to get a reaction of of us. In groups of people, he's quiet, he watches people and tries to figure things out, but once he's comfortable, he'll be your best friend. He loves men, he is interested in facial hair.
He still has a bit of a dairy intolerance, but he eats well other than that. He still nurses many times a day, he's a snacker. He likes to sit up on my lap and nurse facing me, except for when he's tired, then he slides his butt off my leg to try to lay down. He lays himself down on a pillow to nurse for nap times and bedtime. He says "nuh nuh" and "moah" if he wants to nurse.
He calls animals "doahg", and can "wuff". He says "dada" and knows who dada is. He says "momma" sometimes, but mostly says "nuh nuh" when he wants me. He signs for "more", sometimes, he did it the other day when he wanted Tim to read another book to him. He knows how to sign "all finished", "milk" and "fan". He talks with his hands sometimes, like he knows there should be a sign for what he's trying to say to us. He loves fans, is getting very interested in birds and airplanes. He does independent play and likes to wander off on his own.
He's a momma's boy. He loves me very much, which gives me huge joy. It can be tiring, since he wants me a lot of the time, but he also adores his dada and Tim is great about giving me breaks.
He slept with Tim and I for the first year, but we are transitioning him to sleep by himself. His crib has been attached to our bed, and when we go home, the side is going on his crib. He's been sleeping part the night, here, in a pack and play, it's been nice to have my bed back!
I'm not sure what he weighs, I know he's over 20lbs, but we'll have the 1 year checkup when we get home to Virginia. I'm not sure about his height either, but he's a strong little boy.
His eyes are still sort of grey green, sometimes almost look hazel. His hair has gone from dark brown to a honey brown that looks red in the sun. His hands and feet still look like his dad's but his face is mine. There are pieces of his dad in there, in his face, but he looks a lot like me as a baby. He looks just like my dad and a lot like my brother.
People still mention how he looks at them like he's trying to figure them out. Strangers have said that since he was born. He purses his lips and really watches people he's interested in. He loves babies, he really likes little boys. He loves his sister.
A mom. I'm a mom and have been for a year and a day. It's a good fit for me, I feel good as a mom, more complete, like I'm doing something that I really was supposed to do. I think I've dealt well with the lack of sleep and just overall tiredness. My weakest moments are in the middle of the night when he has those odd nights that he wakes and won't go back to sleep and just wants to nurse for 3 hours. My other weak moment is when I'm trying to make dinner and he cries and holds onto the back of my legs, he doesn't want to be in a carrier, he just wants me to hold him. Other than that, I really love it. I think the only surprises are the exhaustion, and probably how great my love is and how great my fears can be. What I feel for this baby is so intense, but wonderful. I'm silly and sometimes think about when he's grown, and I miss him already. I hope I'm a good mom, and that my son is always in my life in some way.
Tim has proved himself to be a great dad, again. I fell in love with the kind of dad he was to Reagan, and I knew he would love our children so well. It's different because Paxton is here all the time, whereas with Reagan he misses out on half a week with her and really misses her, but the love is just as strong. Tim gives me changes to sleep in, he has taken on more than his fair share of housework. He packs my diaper bag for me and is very considerate of the things I need. He does night time with Paxton when I've hit my limit. I can see how much he loves his son.
Reagan is a joy as a big sister. She loves Paxton so much and is very proud of him. She talks about her baby brother a lot. There has been no jealousy, she has transitioned into have a sibling very well. We worked hard to prepare her and to make her feel special as a big sister and as herself and I think it has all gone very smoothly. I can count on her to watch him while I shower or am making a meal, on the weekend. I am really proud of how well she has done with this, and it makes my heart happy when I see the love she has for him.
The year could have been a big disaster, but I think it turned out to be an excellent one. How can a year of passed? The other day, Tim was showing me our first videos of Paxton and it seems like a lifetime ago, but just like yesterday at the same time. Our precious baby.
