In Jack’s first month, I was so proud of my new baby. He was already on a very regular schedule, eating as if on cue, every three hours. When we left the house, he slept in the sling. I was still able to do things like read books and go for walks with him in sling and the kids in the stroller. Life was simple and he was just so sweet.
In Jack’s second month, I turned 26 and he met his Aunt Cara. He stayed away from Mommy for a few hours for the first time while Aunt Cara watched him and we celebrated our 5th wedding anniversary. He slept in his aunt’s arms and even took a little of a bottle. I think. Maybe he didn’t. Either way, he was just so sweet.
In Jack’s third month, the kids and I moved into our house in Abilene while Steve stayed in Little Rock. I unpacked the house by myself, decorated his nursery, among other rooms and cared for my children alone. It was a little overwhelming and I felt a little stressed out. Jack spent a lot of time in his swing and didn’t seem to mind that I wasn’t giving him all the attention I wanted to. He was just so sweet.
In Jack’s fourth month, I had enough of being away from his daddy and we drove 8 hours to Little Rock and stayed two more weeks at the hotel with Daddy. It was so relaxing. Jack chilled in the pack-and-play with flowery sheets since that’s what I grabbed for him in my rush out the door in Abilene. Jack was a Jack-o-lantern for Halloween, and he was just so sweet.
In Jack’s fifth month, we got settled into our house in Abilene. We made it feel like home and took on a big home renovation project. The house was a mess and Jack spent a lot of time away from the dust, just smiling at the mobile of his swing. He was such a content baby. So laid back and just so sweet.
In Jack’s sixth month, we got hit with lots of snow, here in Abilene. It was weird. We got sick of the snow. Jack never really experienced the snow, but he got sick of getting in and out of his heavy, warm full-body fleece coat. We celebrated Christmas – Jack’s first. He had a crazy mohawk. He smiled at everyone and played with the paper. He was passed around and held and everyone said he was just so sweet.
In Jack’s seventh month, I cut his hair. He started sitting up on his own, although not very well. He broadened his diet to include applesauce and soft granola bars and crackers. His eyes were still as big and blue and beautiful as ever. He was just so sweet.
In Jack’s eighth month, he was able to sit himself up and play with toys. He would reach for them and shake them and of course, always put them in his mouth. He wore my favorite overalls and looked just as cute as I imagined. He was a happy little guy and of course, he was just so sweet.
In Jack’s ninth month, he fed himself food and found small things on the floor to put in his mouth. He seemed capable of crawling but didn’t seem to care enough to actually try. I decided he was the most laid-back baby I had ever known. Big brother and sister, running, screaming, bumping him, and falling on him did not seem to faze him. Probably because he was just so sweet.
In Jack’s tenth month, he started to crawl. It was a crazy, one-foot-on-the-floor-one-knee-being-dragged crawl, but he was over nine months old and we were just glad he was moving. He started shaking his head and rolling his eyes back when he was being silly and getting a reaction out of us. We always laughed when he did it. He met his Grandma Koper and Great-Aunt Noemi. He had an irrupted ear drum. It was a busy month for our little guy but as always, he was happy, adorable and just so sweet.
In Jack's eleventh month, he took his first flight. He sat on his first beach and ate his first handful of sand. He splashed in his first waves and wore his first 3-piece-suit. He snuggled in his daddy’s arms and crawled all over every surface of his Grammy and Grammpy’s house. He was a good little baby and as always, he was just so sweet.
In Jack’s eleventh month, Jack has started pushing his toy lion around on his feet. He cruises along the furniture – not often, since crawling is easier and Jack is nothing if not unmotivated. We said goodbye to his daddy and Jack seems to look with recognition at Daddy’s face on the computer when we Skype. He still naps for close the 3 hours every afternoon. He likes to sleep until 9am but only if Gabby and Steven are quiet enough to let him. He still puts everything in his mouth – from rocks to wood chips. He will eat anything. Absolutely anything. He’ll play with any toy. Dolls, cars, spoons. He doesn’t seem to have many dislikes. He loves it all. He’s been a little fussy these last few days of his eleventh month, but that just means that he needs more snuggle-time with Mommy. And that is never a bad thing, because really, he is just so sweet.
Today, my sweet Jack-Jack is one year old. I don’t know where the last year has gone. If I close my eyes and think about it, I can still feel his little foot kicking me from the inside. It seems like yesterday, I looked into those big, round eyes for the first time. He is my happy, relaxed, occasionally-loud, bath-loving, food-loving, snuggly, drooly, 6-toothed, small-for-his-age, sweet little peanut. He completes our family and brightens our days. He is his brother and sister’s favorite toy. He is my sweet little boy and I am beyond thankful for him.