Sweet mercy. RHYS IS ONE.
TWELVE WHOLE MONTHS OF RHYS.
Guys, how’d that happen? I mean, honestly. The actual fastest year of my life. On Saturday Rhys turned one and I’ve been in a bit of a daze ever since.
He:
-Has the most infectious smile. It’s seriously adorable. His smile has even started to change and you can tell when he’s being mischievous or happy or just silly.
– Loves the eat, just like Riley. I swear, these boys are going to eat us out of house and home.
– Is keeping us on our toes. ALL OF THE TIME. Seriously, he’s climbing on everything, pulling out cords, crawling all over the place, it’s exhausting.
– Juuuuust started to walk. On Monday (so technically, past twelve months), he took more than three steps – it was like fifteen actually. And it was so damn exciting and so stinking cute that we all cheered him on. Riley was probably his biggest cheerleader, it was amazing.
– Continues to chomp away on everything. He’s such a little biter.
– Avoids sleep like the plague. With that, he continues to pass out at dinner and wake up all night long. It’s exhausting. For everyone.
– Does like to snuggle up and sleep with me sometimes, so that’s nice every now and then.
– Continues to follow Riley around. And laugh with him. And chase after him. And love him.
– Gets coy when people say hi to him. It’s pretty precious. He occasionally high fives. And waves. But mainly just snuggles away in coyness.
– Is just the cutest.
I:
– Can’t believe we’ve made it a full year with two kids. I feel like I was in survival mode for most of it, but alas, here we are.
– Am still in job limbo. My projects are winding up and I’ve for nothing on the horizon, so it’s a bit terrifying. I’m cold pitching and even applying for full time positions, so we’ll see what happens.
– Have read ten books already this year. It’s been nice to be so in love with reading again.
– Continue to be amazed by my amazing support system of family and friends. I honestly don’t think I would have made it through this year without them.
– Could use about a week of sleep. Or a lifetime supply of coffee. Or both.
– Am just so grateful I get to be this boy’s mama. Sometimes I wish I could go back and tell Katelin of five years ago that things would work out. That that family I wanted would come. And then I’d also say – hey, you’ll be a boy mom. Remember how you always thought you’d be a girl mom? Well, change it up, ha. Alas, here we are.
Happy birthday sweet boy, happy birthday.
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