Ten Months Old

Joshua turned ten months old today. I was up with him last night sitting in the rocking chair and I looked at the clock and noticed it read 1:39am....I looked at Joshua eating away and whispered to him,"It's kind of ironic sweetheart that we are up at the exact time you were born ten months ago." I don't think it meant the same to him as it did to me.

I've spent every single day of his little life right there with him. It's been the most rewarding job I've ever done. I've loved watching him explore what he can do and seeing how proud of himself he gets when he finally discovers how to do something. I can not begin to tell you where the time went.

I've spent the past week working on his naps...yes his pediatrician would be so proud of me...he's been taking two naps a day and they have been IN HIS CRIB, not the car, not the swing, not the stroller, and not in my arms. I've been watching the naps take their affect on his night time routine and he's been doing down much easier and will sleep for a nice long stretch, but it does not last all night long and that is mostly my fault for making him dependent upon his feedings even though he does not need them, I guess that is one thing that in a way I cherish and am grateful that I chose to breastfeed over bottle feed.

I am having a hard time wrapping my mind around the fact that in two months Joshua will be turning one and we will be celebrating our sixth wedding anniversary (and Daddy will have a week off of work to spend with us.....maybe another trip to the zoo is called for).