My, oh my. It’s been a whirlwind as usual, but also more than usual. We have travelled the last two weeks, and we’re off again next week for an entire week, and again without Sam.
Last weekend Kasen and I got to go to the Superbowl with some of my family and it was a blast. It was also our first time traveling without Sam, which was wonderful in some ways, and the saddest thing ever in other ways. I’m such a baby.
The wonderful parts:
- Sam did very well and had some quality time with his Grammy Cahill + one of his cousins
- The rest of the weekend he spent some good time with his out-of-state nana Burris. He was a happy camper
- Kase and I were able to fly without having to worry about Sam
- And we had some good time one-on-one time together
The not so wonderful parts:
- I totally did not get more sleep like I thought I would. In addition to all the events, my body is used to waking up during the night with or without Sam. So, I’ve pretty much given up on sleep
- I missed the heck out of Sam
- When we FaceTimed Sam on Saturday, he cried and cried every time he saw our faces. It broke my heart
- And of course, we didn’t win the Super Bowl. Sad day
The good thing is, I was able to bump my flight earlier and get home at 8 a.m. Monday morning, instead of 1 a.m. Tuesday morning. However, it meant getting two hours of sleep the night before. Clearly, it had to be done.
My mother-in-law picked me up from the airport, and I sat in the back with Sam. He slept the whole ride until the end. As he woke up, his eyes were barely open and rolling into the back of his head and I quietly said, “Hiiii” as I smiled at him. He gave me the world’s most dazed and most sweetest smile I have ever seen in my entire existence, and he kept on smiling and laughing the whole time as he was waking up. Sweetest reunion ever. I could relive that moment over and over again. But that would require me leaving him, so maybe not haha.
Now, Sam and I are both sick, and it is really rocking my socks off. I’m. So. Tired. It’s been pretty rocky as we try to get some routine during the week in between our travels. I don’t know how well we are doing, but it doesn’t feel like we’re doing very well at all! Although, I’m sure we are probably doing better than we think. Such is life. No surprise there.
Anyway, onto Sam’s 11-month update. Craziness. One month short of a year… Oh, those long days and short years. Truly.
Here’s what my quirky cutie pie is up to lately:
He is superrrrr chatty
He has an obsession with taking his socks off and swinging them in the air. It really doesn’t sound that funny, but with how uncoordinated he can be, it is really adorable
He literally gasps with excitement
One of his new things is a really cute whine when he doesn’t like something, and I’m not one for whining, so that’s saying something ;)
Anytime he hears the bath water running, he hurriedly crawls to the bathroom and stands right up next to the bath knowing he’s getting in no matter what it takes. Babies are such intelligent creatures
His favorite toy is a mini shower gel bottle from Lush. He cries every time I take it away from him, so I just don’t anymore. I don’t blame him though, the stuff smells like candy
His other favorite thing is his banana toothbrush which doubles as a teething toy + his tasty toothpaste. It’s totally a treat to him
He is still obsessed with our cats and tirelessly chases them. One cat loves it, the other one not so much. He loves rubbing his head on them and grabbing handfuls of their fur. We’re obviously still trying to teach him what ‘soft’ means
He really loves giving me slobbery kisses and it’s so cute, but so gross sometimes. But I’ll take it!
He has really been digging cuddles lately, so I kind of love that. Bring on the cuddles!
He is obsessed with finding and pushing buttons and turning the lights on/off
He also learned to say ‘all done’ in sign language after eating. It’s not perfect, but he has his own special little way of doing it. Now we know exactly what each other wants! Booyah
His newest trick is standing up on his own for about 10 seconds at a time. It’s so unusual to see. Again, the whole tiny human thing… it just cracks me up.
He’s still not brave enough to take a step alone. I’m not worried at all though. In good time. Babies always eventually get there, and sometimes it’s overnight, I swear. They just really follow their own timetable
And he still doesn’t sleep through the night, but we’re getting there. Between teething, travel and sickness… it has jumbled things up. But we are down to one feeding around 4a.m. so I’m hopeful
Happy Thursday <3