DadadaDum! Theron is now one year old! He had his birthday last Thursday, and boy, was it an extreme birthday party weekend. And filled with an oddly high amount of buffets, which we mostly never attend. But apparently to celebrate a one year old's birthday one needs to eat--a lot. I guess that's because when you're only one, it's snowy outside, and you don't yet walk, all you can do is eat. It's a universal pleasure, I'm sure.
So, Thursday. Rise and shine! My little boy is up with a smile. We go for a walk, run some errands, play with toys, clean the house--all the things a one year old boys loves to do. Then we went to Golden Corral for dinner--not my choice. We came home and sang him "Happy Birthday." I sang that to him all day, and he loved it and would laugh and smile and clap because somehow he knew he was special when I sang to him.
Friday Theron had his one year doctor appointment. He is doing great! He got four shots and a prick in the toe for blood work, but after some sad tears, he was okay. Especially after he got his first lollipop. My parents came up and took us all out to dinner. Guess where? Chuck-A-Rama! And we opened presents afterwards and Theron got his favorite one of all: a wooden truck carrying four small cars. Theron loved it!
And Saturday we had his birthday party. I invited all our family, and then decided to invite a few other families as well. Most everyone came, and for a while I was really stressed and cursing myself for making the situation much more complicated than it needed to be. BUT. It was fun! It turned out wonderful and I think that Theron had a good time. When everyone sang "Happy Birthday" to him he was all smiles. Then he ate the monkey cake and LOVED it! It was a banana cake with chocolate frosting. He had two huge fistfuls and noshed it down like it was candy. I was so glad that it made him so happy.
Theron has been sleeping very poorly lately. Not napping well and not sleeping more than a few hours at a time at night. And a lot of time he will wake up and want to stay up for hours. He doesn't take a binky and he doesn't suck his thumb so he is no good at self soothing. He is going through his separation anxiety stage and therefore doesn't want anyone but me at night. Even the sight of Richie will make him scream his head off. I don't feel any teeth coming in, he doesn't have an earache, and the "crying it out" thing doesn't work--I've tried it even though I hate it. I guess I just have to accept the fact that this is just a stage and there is nothing I can do about it.
Theron is also mobile now. Yea! I've been waiting now. He's been doing an army scoot for a while, but now he has been full on crawling now for a couple of weeks and is starting to get fast! I'm still not used to it. The other day I went downstairs to change out the laundry and I heard a big crash. I raced upstairs and just as I thought, one of our floor lamps was broken on the floor. Theron had pulled it down. He also ate two of Eve's markers while I was in the shower that day. He loves to dance, clap, hear singing, pull on the cat and be tickled. He loves to play with toys, especially cars, books, kitchen gadgets and stuffed animals. His hair is getting long, is curly in the back and growing in blond, though he is still a redhead for now. And he is still the most darling, happy, smiley little boy who has absconded with my heart. I cannot believe how much I love my little man. He makes me so happy, even in the sleepless delirium I call my life. What an incredible little soul resides in arms when I scoop him up and snuggle him.
Oh, I love this little guy, but look at how tired both our eyes are. No sleep is the worst!
Eating his birthday cake as fast as possible. He didn't stop till both hands were empty!
Theron: One Year
22 lb. 10 oz.
30"
100% Sweetness
1 comment:
he is so cute! I love all these photos. What a happy boy!
-Brad
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