11 Months

Hello! I turned 11 months old on Saturday! 

I'm growing, growing, growing!!! Physically and definitely emotionally! 

I love to stand up - mom and dad are pretty convinced that I could walk if I tried,

but I'm not so sure about doing that yet... it seems like a pretty big deal! 

I'm still screaming bloody murder at mom and I think it's getting to her. 

I just know what I want and if I don't get it, then I get emotional about it.

Really, I just want to be held and please, oh, please mom don't leave me alone in a room for 5 seconds.

The biggest thing this month? I am no longer breast feeding. 

Mom wasn't so sure about this, but it doesn't really affect me anyway.

I wasn't really getting any milk anyway. I prefer the real milk and food! 

I love fruit, it's my favorite! Blueberries, bananas, grapes, strawberries... they are so good! 

I also love cheese - grilled cheese, mac n cheese, just plain cheese! 

I like to throw my food and sippy cup on the floor. It's pretty funny, but my parents don't think so. 

What else is new? I saw "mama" and "dada". Did you know that?

I much prefer to say "dada" though. It's a lot easier. 

I like dada too. I like it when he holds me. It makes me calm down pretty quickly.

I also like to wrestle with brother. Sometimes he gets rough, but mostly he just makes me laugh. 

Oh, and did you hear about the new baby? Yeah, I know about it.

It's part of the reason I've been emotional lately. I'm not going to be the baby anymore...

That kind of gets to me! 

Well, I think that's all for now. Next month I turn the big TWELVE MONTHS.

Time is flying friends! 

Love,

Mavey 

I'm blank because...

I've seen multiple bloggers do this. I thought it was fun and different, so I'm joining in!

I'm weird because...

I have to sleep with my feet out of the covers

I have to have ice in my milk or its just not cold enough

I don't like being touched when I'm sleeping

I can make a million different faces

I'm a bad friend because...

I don't keep in contact like I should

I'm not very open and vulnerable

Sometimes I rather just be alone

I forget birthdays

I'm a good friend because...

I'll listen to my friends' hearts anytime

I cherish my friends so much

I'd do anything for my friends

I'm trustworthy

I'm sad because...

We have too much debt

I miss my close girlfriends

We don't have space of our own and I desperately want it

My baby boy is growing too fast

I'm happy because...

The weekend was a good one

I have a giving and loving husband

My baby boy brings me so much joy

His mercies are new every morning

I'm excited because...

Its almost Thanksgiving

My baby boy is turning one soon

We're slowly, but surely, paying off our debts

Christmas is coming

I'm gonna miss this

There's a country song called You're Gonna Miss This. It always gets to me.

Its a song about how we want to grow up so fast. 

As teenagers we can't wait to move out.

When we get married we can't wait to have kids.

When we have a small apartment, we want something bigger.

I've been there. 

We always want more then what we have, but the truth is... we will miss the things we had before, the simple things.

This song gets to me as a mama. I look forward to things with Braden. 

I look forward to him growing up and being there always.

But I know I'm going to miss things.

One of my favorite things is the mornings... when Braden wakes up and cries for me because he's hungry. 

I love being sandwiched in-between my two boys in the bed.

Yes, getting up early isn't always easy, but I will miss it!

I will miss all of being together in the comfy bed, cuddling. 

I will miss him letting me hold him.

When I get pregnant I will be so happy, but I know that I will miss just the three of us, too. 

I will miss him being little. I will miss him being my baby.

Theres so much I will miss, so I hold tight to it now. 

Husband + son = heart swell

These are my boys. There are no two people whom I could possibly love more in this world.

When they are together... my love grows to an extent that I didn't even know existed. 

My favorite thing in the world is hearing them be together. I love when my husband goes in his room at night...when our little one is supposed to be sleeping and I hear them talking to each other. Of course, the little one doesn't talk much yet, but I hear him jabbering. I hear dada and giggles. 

Moments like those make my heart sore. Moments like those fill my heart with a joy, I didn't know, it could ever feel. 

When my husband tells me that he taught Braden how to say bear, it makes my heart happy to know that he's willing to teach our little one and that Braden wants to learn from his dada. It makes me smile when he tells me that he asked Braden if that was his bear and he patted it, as to say, "yes, this is my bear." And when he holds the bear in front of him and says, "are you going to sleep with your bear?" he grabs it and hugs it. It makes me happy that they have their own way of talking and having fun with one another.

Theres no greater joy to me, really. It makes me so happy that I could cry.

Because when I hear them talking... hear them playing...everything in my world seems so right and perfect. I couldn't ask for anything more. 

P.S. Theres an amazing giveaway going on over here featuring my new favorite etsy shop, Poor Pitiful Pearl. They have fabulous clothes that are refashioned. I am just dying over the clothes! So cute and unique! Check it out, I promise you won't be disappointed!

A ride on the carousel

 

His first time and even though the pictures may seem differently, I think he liked it.

=)

He's just so precious to me

Sometimes I just want to eat him up!

He's going to be one soon.

Growing up so fast, too fast.

He's so full of energy

and smiles

and laughs.

Thank You God for this boy, this precious boy...

His costume: Killing me with cuteness

I took so many pictures yesterday, as I usually do and I couldn't decide which ones to post.

So, there are a lot! My grandma picked up this costume at a thrift store and I do have to say (of course) that he is the cutest giraffe I have ever seen! 

 

 

 

 

 

His first Halloween, so I painted a 1 (got this idea on pinterest)!

 

 

I was surprised that he actually didn't mind wearing this! Even the hood! 

Next year I look forward to actually taking him (And maybe a sibling?!?! No, I'm not pregnant, but I want to be) trick or treating! 

Happy Halloween!

Apparently, we're really excited about it over here! 

=)

Costume pictures tomorrow!
And check out the giveaway in the post before this one!

11 months!

Today my baby is 11 months old. He's growing so fast. Too fast. 

The last couple days he's just seemed so big, so grown up! I do enjoy it, but its breaking my heart (I think I say this every month...)! 

He's learning so much...

He stands up by himself

He's drinking out of a cup better

He's talking up a storm. Did I mention he says Kitty? Not mama yet, but Kitty. Says it all the time!

He likes to pull drawers open and bang on things.

He loves to laugh - does a fake laugh all the time.

Is so happy. Just so happy. 

Climbs up stairs. 

The list goes on and on and everyday my love for him grows! 

Happy 11 months baby! Can you stop growing now and just stay my baby forever? 

Pleaseeeeee?