Long Time Gone

For some reason I assumed that the longer I did this mom thing, that the better I'd get at it and the more time I'd have to do the things I wanted to do. I'm beginning to realize how wrong I was. The older he gets the more attention he seems to require (and the less he sleeps during the day), the less time I seem to have on my hands, and the more wiped I feel at the end of the day. Evidently my poor blog has suffered and to the tiny group of people who may sometimes in their most very bored moments read this: I apologize to you.

Where do I begin? Little Adam is now 7 months old and the older he gets, the more disturbed I become at how quickly he's growing and changing. Of course it's all wonderful but there's no time to enjoy any of it when he's flying by the milestones so quickly! Although just when I think he couldn't possibly get any cuter...he does. Let this video(s) posted below be your proof. 

That's right. My baby can dance Gagnam Style with the best of them.

We had a great Christmas. We spent time bouncing back and forth between my family on the island and Jim's family on the mainland and we had a wonderful time. Christmas morning came early when Adam decided 6:00am was a perfectly acceptable time to wake up and it being Christmas morning, I chose not to fight him.

Note the bleary eyed parents and the happy baby. I'm thinking we'll be seeing more of this in future years. It was wonderful to spend Christmas with my family, but Christmas was particularly magical this year because it snowed nonstop all day on the mountain. I mean, does it get any better than this??

Auntie Tina had also managed to somehow find Adam the CUTEST little antique toboggan. So naturally we took it out for a spin which morphed into the loveliest Christmas walk around the property.

New years was spent with Jim's family and Adam's cousins. We had such a great time with everyone.

Cousins! Also shout out to cloth diapers, do they get any cuter?!?!

In other news we continue to figure out how to best sleep. Our frequent displacements the last few months haven't done us any favors but Adam's still thriving so we'll go with it.

Today we had our third round of shots. I think he must have remembered the place from our last visit because he turned into a cranky screaming child not long after entering the clinic, and didn't stop until he got some time with his dad much later that night. The guilt I felt (and blogged about) after his first round hasn't improved either.

He's developing such a little personality and doesn't hesitate to makes his wishes known loud and clear. But he's also turning into such an adorable talker. If you're lucky, he'll even sing for you.

In any case, there's much more I'd like to blog about but this will have to bride the gap in the meantime. But we'll be back soon, promise!