Well, Quinn had his last “first” holiday last Saturday and his first birthday on Friday. That’s just unbelievable. This past year has flown by and our lives have changed so much. He’s brought so much joy, it’s indescribable. I feel so lucky to be his mother!
People have asked me how it feels to have a one year old and it makes me sad that he’s not a baby anymore but he’s so fun now. The next inevitable question is, “time for another one?” Maybe it is and maybe it isn’t but why can’t anyone ever just be satisfied with how things are? Why are we always rushing to the next thing? When you start dating someone all anyone wants to know is when you’re getting married (even when you meet your future husband when you’re super young!) When you do finally get married, they want to know when you’re having a baby. For the record, that’s the most annoying question ever and people should really stop asking it, you never know what issues someone might be dealing with. If you finally have a baby, everyone wants to know when the next one is coming 🙄. Can we stop this cycle already? Geezzzzzzzz.
Anyway, my goal was to pump and feed him breast milk until his first birthday. We started transitioning to whole milk a couple of weeks ago when I began mixing his bottles half whole milk and half breast milk. He’s done well with the change and using whole milk allowed me to build up a surplus of breast milk so I chose Freedom Day, the 4th of July, to emancipate myself from my pump. Unfortunately, I didn’t make it all day because I was too uncomfortable and ended up pumping late that night. However, I’ve only pumped a couple of times since and I’m waiting for the milk to reabsorb or to pee it out or to do whatever it is that breast milk does when it does not get expressed. I can attest that it is not a fun process for anyone who has never produced breast milk. If you have any tips for…I dont know, soaking it up or whatever the correct terminology is, other than using cabbage leaves for soreness, throw em at me. I’m very pleased to have reached my goal and the inconvenience was definitely worth it give my boy a healthy start, but I. AM. SO. OVER. IT. 🤪
Quinn develops more and more personality all the time, most of it good and some of it we hope is a passing phase, such as his life of grand theft. He escaped his room while I was pumping a couple of weeks ago, ventured to our bedroom, where Philip was napping, and nabbed his dad’s cell phone off the nightstand. He then pushed it as he crawled back into his room and you should’ve seen his face when I discovered what he had in his hand. He was SO proud 🤦🏻♀️😂. That’s the biggest offense he’s committed but petty theft is also on his record as he fled with his cousin Haleigh’s bag of M&M’s one day when Lori was watching him while I worked. He didn’t eat any but he also didn’t return them when asked, a skill he has mastered, but only demonstrates when he wants to. He recently started putting things in his mouth, getting my attention to alert me to it, and then “running” away when told to give it to me. What a fun game 🙄. He can go pretty fast in his bear crawl. It’s actually amusing to watch him when it’s not something he will choke on that you’re chasing him for. He’ll be walking on his own any day now. His Nana got him a big truck to push. He had a couple of push toys but the truck works really well because he can push it one way, crash, and then walk around the side to the other end and go back the way he came. He did that forever the other day. It really helps wear him out 😂. Yesterday he took 4 independent steps when he let go of the ottoman and was coming to me but I kept moving further away from him. It’s coming and someone help me when it does!
I can’t imagine what it will be like when he can move even quicker than now. Anytime he spots a “forbidden” cabinet open he makes a direct line to it to try to get his hands on anything he’s not allowed to have. If you get it closed before he gets there, he screams manically. The screaming is another phase we hope will pass. He’s been very unreasonable lately. I’m going to say that I’m being funny, just for the people who may not be sure (🙄😉). He’s still teething so I’m hoping that is the source of the howler monkey stage. He now has 5 teeth on top and 2 on the bottom with one more on the way.
He got several new toys for his birthday and I gotta say, I’m pretty excited about them. I was bored playing with his old stuff all of the time 😂. We had to cancel his birthday party due to the recent outbreak of COVID in town. It was going to be at the park but we didn’t think it would be a responsible move to bring a big group of people together. I canceled my shelter reservation and then two days later the health department closed the parks for the next two weeks. So even if I hadn’t canceled myself, it would have been canceled for me. We still did a fun photo shoot, with a smash cake included that I made for him. We intentionally did it right before bath time but he didn’t get nearly messy as I expected, honestly. Philip cut 2 pieces from the back of it before he started so we could eat them and then helped Quinn get started by feeding him a couple of bites with a fork. Well then he wanted to just use his fork 🤦🏻♀️. I eventually took it from him because I was afraid he would fall with the fork in his hand. He messed in it a bit and took some bites but he didn’t get crazy.
I had already made the decorations so I hung them on a (wrinkly) sheet for his photo shoot. Philip taught me how to edit the wrinkles out 😉.
I hate being wasteful so I wanted to decorate his cake with something he could use afterward. I found some finger puppets on Buy Buy Baby for super cheap 🙂.
Look at our big boy standing by himself 😉.
❤️❤️❤️. My wish for him on his birthday and every day is to always know how loved he is!
Now that you’ve all followed me through my first year of parenthood, I think I’ll take my blog back to it’s roots and start writing about my hobbies again. There will always be some Quinn reports because he’s the biggest part of my life now but I don’t want to forget who am I outside of being a mother to these 3 💜💜💙
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