Along with the enjoyment of hi first cupcake, Ian will soon learn the darker side of turning one: bottles disappearing and transitioning to whole milk. And, after six years, Greg and I will also start to exit the trappings of babyhood. As Greg (gleefuly) explained to Patch this morning, in about six months we'll put Ian in the toddler bed and give the borrowed crib back to my older sister to save (or not) (or maybe for a younger sister to use at some point). Possibly sooner, if Ian is like either of his brothers and figures out how to climb out on his own earlier.
Ian's been pushing the "baby" label for some time, since he demanded table-food-only at eight months, started walking at nine, self-weaned at ten - clearly this boy wishes to be a "kid" and there's no looking back.
I still laugh about the three best quotes from Ian's birth, one year ago today.
(1) I remember the (very new) paniced resident asking the attending physician if she should convert the bed for delivery and his response being something like, "nope, too late, the baby is already here!"
(2) Greg says right after Ian was born, the first thing I said was, "well, that was fun!"
(3) The next morning a medical student telling me that at their morning huddle, one medical student asked who got to be present at the delivery ... and the response was, "no one really - she kind of delivered him herself."
After Wm and Patch, I packed away baby clothes regrettingly, but now I've happily passed along items to friends with newborns - and am eagerly awaiting when Ian starts to talk (and evesdroping on conversations between the brothers).
Ian's been pushing the "baby" label for some time, since he demanded table-food-only at eight months, started walking at nine, self-weaned at ten - clearly this boy wishes to be a "kid" and there's no looking back.
I still laugh about the three best quotes from Ian's birth, one year ago today.
(1) I remember the (very new) paniced resident asking the attending physician if she should convert the bed for delivery and his response being something like, "nope, too late, the baby is already here!"
(2) Greg says right after Ian was born, the first thing I said was, "well, that was fun!"
(3) The next morning a medical student telling me that at their morning huddle, one medical student asked who got to be present at the delivery ... and the response was, "no one really - she kind of delivered him herself."
After Wm and Patch, I packed away baby clothes regrettingly, but now I've happily passed along items to friends with newborns - and am eagerly awaiting when Ian starts to talk (and evesdroping on conversations between the brothers).
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