Time sure flies

Lately I have been feeling like I have not been giving Harry the attention that he needs. Evan's issues have really been taking a lot of my time and energy. Today I decided to spend a little extra time with him because as the poor overlooked second child he needed a bit of mommy time.

I really can't believe how big he is getting. I keep thinking of him as a not so tiny infant but he is not so tiny any more. He is hitting a growth spurt because my back is killing me. He was so thrilled when I sat down on the floor and played a game with him. He giggled and laughed as he tried to throw a ball to me so that I would throw it back to him. It was a wiffle ball so his tiny little fingers kept getting caught in the holes.

It was strange the other day when I was thinking about how much formula to buy while I was grocery shopping at Costco. In a few short weeks Harry will be one year old and officially a big boy. No more formula for him he will be drinking cow's milk like his big brother. I have to start thinking about weaning him from bottles and getting him more interested in a sippy cup. Finger foods will be the order of the day.

I have been pretty lazy in that regard. The mess factor in feeding an almost one year old has put me off of trying to get him to eat more solids. Harry is trying to foil me however. He is not so eager to sit still long enough to drink an entire bottle. I have had to cave in and let him have more high chair time.

Another sign of Harry's maturity is his current transition from two naps to one nap. I actually welcome this change as it makes it more likely that I will get a nap too. No more nap tag time. I hardly know what to do with myself any more.

There is still a little bit of baby left in Harry. He woke up a little while ago (very unprecedented since both kids are top notch sleepers) possibly due to teething pain. I can feel the molars that have been trying to come out forever now really starting to poke through. After giving him some Motrin we had some wonderful cuddle time. Normally he is too busy for that, so it was extra sweet to rock him in the living room. He is still a tricky little boy. I had thought that he was asleep, since that is the only time he is actually not moving, but when I reluctantly went to put him in bed I noticed that his wee little eyes were still open. He settled quietly into bed, ready for more sleep.