I was telling our nanny just the other day that as of late, being a mom feels more like being a jester clown. I’m constantly doing the most ridiculous things to get a laugh. My face stays twisted in opposite directions, I make the most bizarre noises, and I dance like an idiot to get that boy’s attention. It’s not cute. But he thinks I’m funny.
Month 14 was wild. We are full throttle, unwavering, on the brink of running, walking. His little legs have opened a whole new can of worms at the Bridgforth house. He can reach on top of tabletops, see inside drawers, and the scariest part – he could reach a hot burner on the stove top if we’re not careful. I feel like I save his life (or at least keep him from a decent amount of pain) everyday. It’s my super power.
He celebrated his second Halloween. But it might as well have been the first. Last year, he was 5 weeks old and we were all in a fog of feedings and diaper changes. This year, we went trick-or-treating at Pi Phi, my old sorority house. I loved showing my boys my old room, seeing old friends, and watching Chief charm their socks off. He lasted maybe 45 minutes, but he still collected a good amount of candy for Dad.
He pulls his diapers off. If his pants are off, so is his diaper. It’s a minefield over here.
He cut his top two molars. Chief has done great cutting his other teeth, but molars? That’s a different story. Little Chief Ten Teef.
He is walking EVERYWHERE. Our boy is getting more steady on those Flintstone feet everyday. Did I mention he now wears a 5½ EXTRA WIDE! Now that he’s off the ground, he can see so much more. We can’t hide things on a table top or kitchen cabinet like we used to – he sees them, gets them, then eats them.
He says “Go!” That boy is always going – always exploring and always finding new ways to keep Mom on her toes. Sometimes we keep him contained by putting him in the (empty) bathtub. He loves playing in there and it gives Mom a chance to go to the bathroom in peace.
He drinks a smoothie every morning. We started doing smoothies this month and I love that he gets a big boost of fruit and veggies first thing in the morning. He loves them, I love them, it’s a win-win!
He dances. Boy loves his tunes. He bounces on those little legs and flaps his hands like he’s trying to take flight.
He celebrated his second Thanksgiving. We spent the holiday with Chase’s family in Lovington, NM. Chief did great on our 8 hour road trip! Chief was 2 months old on our last trip to New Mexico, he didn’t sleep much, had 6 dirty diapers, and made it very clear he was not a fan of his car seat. This time was the complete opposite. Whew! We played games, read books, took naps. He’s a better road tripper than his Mom.
I spent my first night away from Chief this month. On a whim, I booked a ticket to New York. I usually go to New York once a year but I took a hiatus during pregnancy and breastfeeding. I kept telling myself as soon as we were finished nursing, I was going to New York to visit Erin. The timing of it worked out perfectly! Our other friend, Meghan from Houston, had booked a ticket to New York and we were able to plan our trips to coincide. I decided one Thursday I wanted to go and the next Thursday I was landing at La Guardia airport.
I loved hanging with my girls but gosh, I missed my boys. When I got home, I squeezed Chief like it was my first time to meet him. We cuddled for two days straight.
With nursing completely behind us, I’m back to my old self. I lost the last bit of weight my body was holding onto, and I can wear my old workout tanks and sports bras again. It’s a crazy feeling.
Christmas is just around the corner and we are so excited we can hardly stand it. Although this is Chief’s second Christmas, it will be the first one where he can interact. I’m trying my best to not get caught up or overwhelmed by all the things I feel like I “should” do, and it seems like having a baby increases the list – Christmas cards, Christmas pictures, a special Christmas ornament, Christmas pajamas, Christmas books/stories, Christmas decorating, Christmas parties, Christmas gifts, Christmas baking – the list is long, y’all. I’m making a very conscious effort to be grateful for my boys, enjoy the season with them, and if something doesn’t get done, it doesn’t get done. Christmas will go on.