Christian took his first steps today. Well, a few hours ago, so technically yesterday night. I went to have some din at Naomi's...mm...Chili...
Christian was just having a blast at her place. I was feeding him a bit of chili. He would crawl over to me, stand next to me and then let go. So he would stand on his own for a bit which he's done now since he was 6 months. However, it just seemed different than before. He would make some form of attempt to take a step and the just drop. Well, Naomi, Ana, Dan and I were watching Dancing w/ the Stars when suddenly, as he took a spoonful of chili, he just went off!
1, 2, 3, 4 steps later, he stops at the corner of the coffee table and drops. He was inches from slamming his head on the corner, but I just couldn't believe it.
With no warning he took about 4-5 steps.
Uh, I just had this baby a few months ago and he's ready to walk!!!!!!!!
You can tell by his reactions he's a little man trapped in a baby's body. He gets so frustrated that he can't do what everyone else around him are doing. Whether he understand it or not, he's not taking no as an answer.
He's talking more now too. “Mama, teta..”
Christian understands what we are saying to him and his personality is shining through more and more each day.
I'll find him putting something in his mouth that shouldn't go there and as soon as I ask him what does he have and I approach him, he bolts! It's the funniest thing to see a 9 month old know that he has something he shouldn't and when mom rolls around he better run!
I know each individual child has his or her own unique traits, but how is it possible for a child so small and young to know so much already? I know what you're going to say. "Children develop and absorb so much information at this stage in their lives, Etc... Etc... Etc...”
See, there's a lot of Jessica's mini-childhood that I don't remember because I was always working and dealing with a lot during that time. I never really enjoyed her babyhood and didn't understand motherhood still. I was young and dumb.
I'm grateful to have a husband, with his faults n' all, that has given me the opportunity to stay at home and raise my babies. So I have to thank him as much as I can for that.
Friday, April 17, 2009
FIRST STEPS!
Friday, April 10, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
My kids
Can't believe it. Christian turns 9 months today. Jessica had a softball game and won. My life as a crafty artist is overwhelming and unorganized. Life is passing by so fast and I can't seem to keep up.
I love my kids and I want the best for them and I hope when they grow up that they feel I was never there for them because mentally I'm always so busy.
I wonder if there is an organizational guru "in training" out there that can come over my home once or twice a week at a reasonable price and work with me. Someone who can get my mind on track.
Wouldn't it be perfect if there was someone that would come to your house a few times a week, work out with you, mainly motivate you to work out and actually take you out anywhere to work out, and help you organize your papers, crafts, beads, do a little light house cleaning, to remind you to eat, give an occasional back massage and then share a beer afterward.
WHERE IS MARTHA STEWART WHEN YOU NEED HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And to think I want more kids. My children fulfill my life. Their personalities, their mannerisms are hysterical.
It's funny to think that just a few years ago I was in Jessica's position in life. Curious about myself, about becoming a woman, wanting to wear bras and make up. Wondering about boys, caring what my friends thought about the clothes I wore and having the right brand of shoes and never believing my elders about what life really is like and what really matters because, of course, my bratty ass, stuck up friends mattered more.
You always want to make sure that your children have more than what you had, but it always ends up that not only do they have more than you at that age, but acquire less respect for the adults in their lives along with it.
Remember, with just a look from your mom, you knew your ass was grass! You would only wish your parents would count to three just to have those few seconds of your life to savor before the whoopin's began?!
Aaahh.. memories.
The few wishes I have for my babies are that they are well rounded good human beings. I hope to become men and women that go forth into society and care. Care about themselves, about others in whatever status those people may be in. Hopefully their minds are not as cluttered as mine. I would like for them to live and laugh their way through life.
I don't plan to hide reality from them. I just hope that I can prepare them for the crude, the rude, the hopeful, love, money, credit and sex.
Christian will open doors for women, shake hands and protect his family.
Jessica will be well traveled, inquisitive and objective.
We'll see what the next few nuggets have in store for me!
I love my kids and I want the best for them and I hope when they grow up that they feel I was never there for them because mentally I'm always so busy.
I wonder if there is an organizational guru "in training" out there that can come over my home once or twice a week at a reasonable price and work with me. Someone who can get my mind on track.
Wouldn't it be perfect if there was someone that would come to your house a few times a week, work out with you, mainly motivate you to work out and actually take you out anywhere to work out, and help you organize your papers, crafts, beads, do a little light house cleaning, to remind you to eat, give an occasional back massage and then share a beer afterward.
WHERE IS MARTHA STEWART WHEN YOU NEED HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And to think I want more kids. My children fulfill my life. Their personalities, their mannerisms are hysterical.
It's funny to think that just a few years ago I was in Jessica's position in life. Curious about myself, about becoming a woman, wanting to wear bras and make up. Wondering about boys, caring what my friends thought about the clothes I wore and having the right brand of shoes and never believing my elders about what life really is like and what really matters because, of course, my bratty ass, stuck up friends mattered more.
You always want to make sure that your children have more than what you had, but it always ends up that not only do they have more than you at that age, but acquire less respect for the adults in their lives along with it.
Remember, with just a look from your mom, you knew your ass was grass! You would only wish your parents would count to three just to have those few seconds of your life to savor before the whoopin's began?!
Aaahh.. memories.
The few wishes I have for my babies are that they are well rounded good human beings. I hope to become men and women that go forth into society and care. Care about themselves, about others in whatever status those people may be in. Hopefully their minds are not as cluttered as mine. I would like for them to live and laugh their way through life.
I don't plan to hide reality from them. I just hope that I can prepare them for the crude, the rude, the hopeful, love, money, credit and sex.
Christian will open doors for women, shake hands and protect his family.
Jessica will be well traveled, inquisitive and objective.
We'll see what the next few nuggets have in store for me!
Saturday, March 21, 2009
So much to do, so little time
I'm back. Tired, and overwhealmed. I've got to get back to beading! What I wouldn't give to be able to get a pedicure right at this very moment. Need a beer and a pedi.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Teeth Galore!
Christian is sprouting teeth and oh how they hurt!!!
I am always in aww at how my little son is growing. But those teeth! Just like Jessica at this same age; he's cut off!
He's mastered standing on the bed. He'll use me as his jungle gym and he slowly rises and stands with no help!! He just turned 8 months a few days back. Just three days before the 24th is when I noticed his first tooth. Actually, I had noticed a little white dot for a while on his gum before.
At the moment I'm distracted. I just finished watching What Dreams May Come. That movie always makes me cry.
Should I go to the gym? (Yawn)
I am always in aww at how my little son is growing. But those teeth! Just like Jessica at this same age; he's cut off!
He's mastered standing on the bed. He'll use me as his jungle gym and he slowly rises and stands with no help!! He just turned 8 months a few days back. Just three days before the 24th is when I noticed his first tooth. Actually, I had noticed a little white dot for a while on his gum before.
At the moment I'm distracted. I just finished watching What Dreams May Come. That movie always makes me cry.
Should I go to the gym? (Yawn)
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