Catch 22?

I sat down to write a post thinking I was updating pretty soon after my last one. However, after noticing the date it's actually been another 2 weeks! The amount of time that passes when you have a little one is quite something, although it is time well spent. Regardless, as someone suggested in a comment, I'm going to stop apologizing and just write entries!

The boy is nearly ready to walk on his own! He's been pushing a "cart" of sorts around the living room and doing laps around the dining room table. (I should note that in our apartment the term "room" is used very loosely) He's also reaching for things and "falling" towards them to catch himself, so we know the first steps are right around the corner. From the day he was born he's done things at his own pace which I see no reason to rush or change. I think he's going to be an independant minded person like his mommy.

Tonight I'm feeling really tired for some reason and hope I'm not coming down with anything. I am a REALLY bad sick person...Lots of moaning and complaining. However, I'm more mentally tired than anything, which I didn't expect to happen spending all day with a 13 month old. I do try to challenge him in some small way every day. For example, when we transitioned from bottle to sippy cup we still fed him the same way to make the change less sudden. Slowly he's been getting the idea that he can hold the cup and that if he tilts his head back he can get more out. Well, today I just put him in the highchair and gave him his cup. He stared at it and then me a few times, but after a minute or so he got the idea.

I often wondered if I'd dwell on things he doesn't do anymore as he gets older like feeding him. I find that I do to some extent, but it really is outweighed by excitement at what he's going to learn next. Perhaps that's the teacher in me. Speaking of, I want to try and teach him Spanish over the next few years and figured before he was born that the best way to do that was to learn it myself. So, I probably should start doing that! :) I'm not going to be showing him flashcards like Rick Moranis' character in Parenthood, but a few words as he learns to speak should be fun and I have a feeling that by the time he grows up Spanish will be a lot more prevalent than it is today...and it's already come a long way.

Have I mentioned that Brady talks to himself before he goes to bed? No, it's a good thing! Really! He's able to soothe himself to sleep which is a GREAT thing. Either that or he's gone completely "bat shit" insane (I love that phrase), but I think you'd to have achieve sentience before you can go crazy, right? Wow, another Catch-22! Or would that be Catch 4? Catch 44? Catch Zero? Hmm... ;)

What Was the Title of That Last Post Again?

So, I've done it once again my faithful readers. I thought I was getting better and it got worse. Oh well, I guess it's a swift caning for me. Oh yeah, I don't live in Singapore. Barely escaped that one folks! ;) In reality, it's just having so many things up in the air at once and it feels like someone tossed a bucket of baseballs up in the air and I'm supposed to catch them all. Still, I'm not doing too badly, but blogging often gets relegated to the back burner at times like this.

I'm finally getting the boy's birthday pictures into the blog after taking my sweet time (which smells like actual candy canes) to learn a new photo posting system, but I think I've got the hang of it now. As you can see he enjoyed his cake (or should I say his frosting) very much. I actually had to smoosh the cake part for him but I think we got the desired effect.

I'm also including a picture from his playdate at the local museum for the kiddies. They had places for wee ones to hang out with their brethren, so he was well served. He's been growing like a weed and is starting to make intelligible sounds. When I went to wake him up this morning he saw me and said, "Hiii daaadeee!" He's also saying the cat's name and chasing him all over the apartment all while pointing at everything in sight.

The boy also stood without support for the first time last week, although he still finds crawling the best way to get around. He doesn't gradually develop abilities, no sir! He masters every aspect and then, apparently out of nowhere he just does it! At this very moment he's repeatedly saying "dada" while racing about the apartment with his Fisher Price "cart" like a bat out of hell. He's also dancing every time he hears music which he gets from the old man. There are old home movies of me doing exactly the same thing.

So, I'll end tonight's entry looking at the positive and will once again predict a more regular posting schedule for this blog. Will it happen my faithful readers? Maybe, maybe not. Will I try my best? Sure thing. Would I bet my life on it? Absolutely not. :) Oh well, I guess it IS the thought that counts! ;)