There are so many reasons why I want to post this, but...suffice it to say, I haven't kept a baby book. Or journal. Or whatever. And somebody the other day mentioned it somewhere and I got to thinking- there are so many things about Little Dude that I want to be able to remember, and I want to be able to share with him. Things that most people don't care about, really, but are just so important.
Like how the first thing I said when I heard his sweet little voice after they pulled him out was "He's so cute- his cry is so cute!" even though crying isn't really cute, but it was just so sweet, and I'd waited so long to hear it. Just a little lamb bleating against the light and the cold.
How it seemed to take forever for them to stitch me up and move me so I could hold my little guy in my arms, but it really was probably maybe 30 minutes, certainly less than an hour. But I just wanted him in my arms so badly. To hold and snuggle. And once he was there, I wanted him there forever (I kinda got this wish- kid will NOT sleep without me at night and still wants to be held almost all the time).
I want to remember how when he was teeny tiny he used to put his hands together almost as if he were praying in thanks for the milk he was drinking, and he used to make the softest little squeaky noises. He loved the lion on his mobile and would 'talk' to it when we put it over him. How he used to scream for hours and hours whenever he wasn't sleeping or eating and sometimes even when he WAS eating until we got his reflux taken care of. How much it broke my heart, and I'd break down into tears, hysterical, whenever he'd stop nursing and SCREAM because it hurt and there was nothing I could do except cry and pray that he wasn't going to starve to death (believe me, he wasn't. He gained weight so fast...). I want to remember how he didn't start rolling over onto his tummy until 8 months old because it hurt, how he waited until 9 months old to start crawling. How he started pulling up and standing on his own within days of crawling, and we thought he'd start walking in no time, but he waited 'til 13 months for that. I want to remember that he took his first steps when we were getting ready for bed, and Shino sat down in the chair to read his bedtime story and Little Dude just charged on over because he LOVES to read.
I never want him to lose his love of books. He will sit and read 10 straight through and still want to read some more....
There's so much more, but right now he needs his mama, so the rest will have to wait. ^_-
