Hayden had a little (very little!!) bit of trouble getting down for his afternoon nap today, so I took him to bounce on my bed. He was tired enough that playing quickly devolved into snuggling. It’s nice to take a break from worrying about responsibilities or time and just enjoy my baby as he cuddles up to me and drifts off. A little vacation from the cares of the world:
Sigh.
And then he kicked me in the stomach.
Hayden had his first solid foods on August 4. By that Sunday, we has pretty excited to be eating pears!
Okay, okay, those weren’t his first bites. He seemed to like it a lot more at the beginning:
Today he tried oatmeal for the first time: definitely more like the first video.
Sigh. There’s tiny baby Hayden asleep in my arms (about 3 weeks old). Sooo cute.
Last night I almost cried because his teeth are coming in. His whole life I’ve been wanting him to grow up faster, to go from an unresponsive lump of baby to the giggly, smiley cuteness he is now. I love him the way he is now (of course I loved him before, too)—but he’s not stopping here. He’s going to keep growing.
It’s a mixed blessing. He’ll grow out of waking up during the night. (Yes, he still does that. Sigh.) But he’ll grow out of his sweet, toothless grin. He’ll be able to tell me, “I love you, Mama” in words. But he won’t laugh or arch his back and screech in delight when I come in the room.
And as he gets older, it means I’ll have to get serious about this whole parenting thing. I’ll need to teach him more than his name and the colors of the rainbow and the alphabet and counting. He’ll need more than that to become the person which I hope he’ll be. I worry about his college and serving a mission when he’s 19 and getting his Eagle Scout (if he chooses). How can we ever save enough and teach him enough and pray for him enough?
But I can’t worry about the future and mourn the passage of time all the time. I know that I have to appreciate and enjoy the present. When Hayden’s upset, it’s easier to wish he were older and could tell me what’s wrong and I could comfort him better. But when Hayden’s happy, enjoying time with him is the easiest thing in the world to do.
I guess they’re right. They always grow up too fast.
But today, he only has one tooth.
As my sisters sang at my wedding (and we’ll sing at Jaime’s in a few months):
A million tomorrows shall all pass away
Ere I forget all the joy that is mine today.
Swingin’ monkey Hayden strikes again! Warning: There is a frightening twist near the end, but no one was harmed in the making of this movie.
Yes, that’s Auntie Jai. She graduated from BYU this last Friday. Soon she’ll graduate to a big girl swing, too.
Dear Mr. Gatorade,
My son’s vast experience in enthusiastic beverage consumption makes him an ideal candidate for the position of celebrity Propel spokesperson. In addition to being exceptionally cute, he accurately portrays just how delicious and delectable your Propel water beverage is.
Throughout his six months of life thus far, Hayden has been quite picky in his culinary delights. His drink of choice is milk. He tends to scorn other drinks, including water and infant formula. Additionally, he has consistently rejected his Avent bottle for two months now. He finds the mouthpiece on your Propel water bottle particularly appealing.
Rather than continuing to extol the skills and virtues of my young son, I would much rather prove to you that he would make an excellent spokesperson for your product. I respectfully submit the following videos* as proof:
I believe he can apply these same skills to a celebrity Propel spokesperson position with your company. With adorable baby Hayden as your spokesperson, your sales of Propel are sure to increase. We eagerly await your call.
Sincerely,
Jordan MamaBlogga
*No Haydens were harmed in the making of these videos.
Hayden’s not just learning to crawl!