My Baby is 1

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JAVIER!

One year ago today, my baby was born. In fact, at exactly this moment, I was in very active labor. He was born at exactly 11:16 AM.

I’ve thought a lot about Javier’s birth this past weekend. Remembering what I did, where I was the days preceding his arrival. In fact, I spent time at the GFA Auction, just like I did this year, went to church on Sunday, like I did this year and if it weren’t for leap year, I’d only be off a day!
What a year we’ve had. From a wonderful VBAC and healthy heavy baby to a scary weight loss period with many prayers being said for Javier. From recovering to a virus to double ear infections to hopefully another clean bill of health in a few weeks, we’ve been through good and bad this past year.

Javier is a very sweet spirited boy. He doesn’t cuddle a lot and like to be laid down for bed awake and loves to suck his fingers and snuggle with his afghans. Every now and then he’ll want his mommy and those times are precious and way too far between.
He's a funny little dude. I don't think he'll ever crawl on all fours but I;ve been proved wrong before. He's really tall, taller than Paco was at year. He's just moved into 18 month clothes but some 12 months still fit and some 18 months are still a little big.
He's his Daddy's boy. Which makes me sad. As wrong as that is to say, I'm just being honest. I wanted him to be a mommy's boy. Like Paco is at night. Still. But, he's not. He'll take me over someone else but if he Dad walks in, I'm finished. Chopped suey.
I love my baby. My still nursing at night baby. I'd let him nurse whenever he wanted right now but it seems he's taken to nurse at night and in the morning. If I'm lucky, naptime - but I'm usually not lucky.
Can't believe this year is already gone - I'm so thankful I'm home with my kiddos.