Holy Smokes, We Have a 10 Month Old!
And by that, I don't mean that I was all that surprised that our little boy is growing up so fast. Yes, it is rather amazing because it seems like just yesterday we were getting our first glimpse at his newborn pictures. And no, I cant believe that he has been home for 3 months. But, I mean, holy smokes, 10 month olds sure are crazy!
I don't know much about the day that Marcus was born. I don't know how much he weighed that day or how long he was. I don't know what time of day he was born. However, I decided that he must have been born in the afternoon. This morning I had my nice sweet baby boy that was all smiles and cuddles and played so nicely with his toys. This afternoon he turned into a wild 10 month old who was chasing the dog, doing things that he knows he can't, but only doing them if we were watching him so he could get us to respond, and moving and shaking non-stop and uncontrollably. I have been saying for the last month that he has been into everything. I was wrong. He was into things, but not everything. After he officially crossed over to the age of a 10 month old this afternoon, he found all new things to get into. Most of the evening was spent with him scooting his way over to the pooch, one of us picking him up and placing him somewhere else in hopes of distraction, and then watching him thrust toys out of his way like Godzilla as he made his way back to the pooch. I have been thinking that I need to get more exercise but this isn't exactly the workout that I envisioned.
Yesterday - when Marcus was a nice calm 9 month old - he and I took a little outing. I had some business to wrap up at work, something that should have taken me about 2 minutes. This was Marcus's first visit to my place of employment and we were swarmed. First it was all the women in the HR department. Then it was everyone in the unit where I had been working. Then it was the people in the unit where I will be working when I return. That is in addition to all the people that stopped me in the halls on my way from one place to the next. Marcus was happy of course, loving the attention, flashing smiles to everyone that he saw. I was happy too, but exhausted after answering all the same questions over and over again. I had Marcus in my fabulous sling which was a lifesaver, but my back is still hurting a bit today. Over an hour after I got there to accomplish my 2 minute piece of business, we were finally heading for the car, but not until another coworker stopped me in the parking lot!
--Annie
I don't know much about the day that Marcus was born. I don't know how much he weighed that day or how long he was. I don't know what time of day he was born. However, I decided that he must have been born in the afternoon. This morning I had my nice sweet baby boy that was all smiles and cuddles and played so nicely with his toys. This afternoon he turned into a wild 10 month old who was chasing the dog, doing things that he knows he can't, but only doing them if we were watching him so he could get us to respond, and moving and shaking non-stop and uncontrollably. I have been saying for the last month that he has been into everything. I was wrong. He was into things, but not everything. After he officially crossed over to the age of a 10 month old this afternoon, he found all new things to get into. Most of the evening was spent with him scooting his way over to the pooch, one of us picking him up and placing him somewhere else in hopes of distraction, and then watching him thrust toys out of his way like Godzilla as he made his way back to the pooch. I have been thinking that I need to get more exercise but this isn't exactly the workout that I envisioned.
Yesterday - when Marcus was a nice calm 9 month old - he and I took a little outing. I had some business to wrap up at work, something that should have taken me about 2 minutes. This was Marcus's first visit to my place of employment and we were swarmed. First it was all the women in the HR department. Then it was everyone in the unit where I had been working. Then it was the people in the unit where I will be working when I return. That is in addition to all the people that stopped me in the halls on my way from one place to the next. Marcus was happy of course, loving the attention, flashing smiles to everyone that he saw. I was happy too, but exhausted after answering all the same questions over and over again. I had Marcus in my fabulous sling which was a lifesaver, but my back is still hurting a bit today. Over an hour after I got there to accomplish my 2 minute piece of business, we were finally heading for the car, but not until another coworker stopped me in the parking lot!
--Annie
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