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Things I Don’t Want to Forget: 9 Months

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+ The way it took you nine and a half months to finally start crawling, yet how frustrated you would get when you were left sitting somewhere you didn’t want to be.

+ Your social, fake laugh.

+ How much you already look up to your brother. You’re his little parrot.

+ The Great Sleep Regression of Summer 2016. You immediately forgot how to sleep through the night when we landed on US soil and continued that trend for over a month.

+ Your clap. And the way you drop everything to start clapping when someone says “Yay!”

+ Your hilarious wave. “Haaaaaaaa!”

+ The open mouthed kisses.

+ How good you are with other people. You let them hold you, you smile and laugh, you’re so polite. Until you see Mama, and then you’d scratch someone’s eyes out (nicely) to get to me.

+ Your napping and how good you are about it. You’re so laid back. You’ll fall asleep in the car, wake up to eat and socialize, and then go back down when I put you down for a real nap.

+ The way you look at the ocean. You loved every minute of those big waves rolling in.

+ How hard it was to keep all the rocks out of your mouth at the beach.

+ Your big, chubby cheeks fully peeking out of that too-small bucket hat. The only hat you will keep on your head.

+ Dancing with you at Uncle Charlie and Auntie Christie’s wedding.

+ How much food you eat. SO MUCH FOOD.

+ When you give in just a little and snuggle up in the wrap while we walk. But only when you’re tired.

+ How happy you are. You are seriously one of the happiest, sweetest, good-est babies ever, and we are so lucky to have you to round out our little family.

xoxo Mama

Things I Don’t Want to Forget: 4 Months

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+ The way your mouth opens to it’s fullest when you want a kiss.

+ Your laugh. It’s so great.

+ Holding hands with you early in the morning.

+ This stage of the four month sleep regression when you really, really want to nap longer than 30 minutes, so you fall asleep on me more often than not, right after waking up.

+ The look in your eyes as you take in everything your brother does.

+ When you clasp your hands together because you simply must have a hand to hold.

+ How you fling your buddies around and smootch them.

+ The amazement in your face as we read books.

+ The way your body feels in my arms.

+ How you prefer to sleep cradled in my arms, and not on my shoulder, thank you very much.

+ When I wear you in a carrier, the way your tiny little arms push against me, not to get away, but just to make sure you can see everything.

+ The way you smirk and smile out of the corner of your eye when you see your Papa across the room.

+ How quick you are to smile for me.

+ Your voice. It’s gravely and low but can reach such high pitches when you’re really excited to be talking.

+ The way you can lie on your activity mat contentedly for such a long time.

+ Your sweet little legs and how strong they are, pushing you up when you’re in the exersaucer or my hands.

+ How I can hold your whole tiny being with one arm.

+ The joy you bring me and your Papa every single day. I love you Boss.

xoxo Mama


Things I Don’t Want to Forget: 3 Months

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+ The ease in which you fall asleep if I’m holding your hand.

+ The flailing arms when you’re in between sleep and awake.

+ Your giant, gummy, beautiful smile that lights up your whole face.

+ Your milk-scented breath.

+ How strong your legs are when you’re trying to stand up.

+ All the talking, babbling, squealing, and happy little noises. And the shape your lips form when you’re really trying to talk.

+ The weight of your little body in my arms when I’m rocking you to sleep.

+ How 7pm means bedtime. Regardless of late naps, exciting surroundings, happy giggles. Bedtime is bedtime.

+ The way you calm right down at the sound of my voice.

+ How you fall asleep the minute you’re moving in your carseat.

+ This time of discovery when you’re trying so hard to grasp toys and when you figure out how to coordinate your fist to hit one, you do it over and over.

+ The way you are growing out of everything SO FAST.

+ How you look at your brother.

+ How happy you are, almost all the time.

+ Your little nursing noises.

+ The way you smile at me instead of eating sometimes. Even when you’re hungry, you always remember to stop and smile at me.

+ These early days that seem to go by way too fast. I can’t believe you’re already three months old. I can’t believe it’s been three months since I held you inside my belly. Slow down, little one. I don’t know if I can handle how fast time is moving!

Love, Mama

Things I Don’t Want to Forget: Month Two


+ Your grunty laugh. It’s not quite a belly buster yet, but it’s deep and sweet as can be.

+ Your beautiful, beautiful dark blue eyes.

+ The way your hand rests on my heart when you’re eating.

+ When you’re so sure you’ve got the head holding thing down, and then you lose control and wiggle back and forth. Headbanger.

+ How much you love diaper changes. And looking at me in the mirror.

+ The way you pull your arms and legs tight against your body in the bath.

+ When you spread your arms wide and try to find something, anything to grab.

+ The way you smile and roll your eyes up every time I kiss you. And the way you open your mouth, waiting for the kiss, when you know it’s coming.

+ How warm you are next to me in the middle of the night.

+ The sweet, sleepy smile you give me as you drift back into sleep after our nighttime feedings.

+ Your nighttime schedule.

+ Those little toes. And your hands, which are tiny little clones of mine.

+The intensity in which you watch black and white patterns. And the way you find them funny sometimes.

+ When you look at me because you’re unsure or possibly a little bit frightened.

+ The grasp when you hold my hand tight.

+ The way your whole face breaks into smile. It’s the best.

+ Also, that one sided smirk.

+ The way your mouth is shaped when you’re talking to me.

+ How every morning I wake up with more and more and more love in my heart for you. I love being your mama and you have rounded out this family perfectly.

xoxo, Mama

The Big One: 12 Months

I have a one year old. A toddler. A mini-grown up. He walks, talks, and feeds himself with a spoon and he is no longer a baby. On one hand, it’s a ridiculously sad milestone, but the overpowering emotion I’ve been feeling with the passing of the first year of Harry is pride. This little boy is someone to be proud of.

Harry 12 Month Snapshot | R.Simple Life

This month Harry really started cruising around and is now completely comfortable walking on carpet, gravel, tile, in shoes, out of shoes, in socks, etc. He is decidedly a big boy now, and one of my favorite things is when he walks over to the bookshelf, picks out his favorite book (still Brown Bear or anything Baby Genius) and hands it to me. Also, boy can eat. He loves soup and he loves beans, so he loves bean soup. Really, he loves just about everything. Though not summer squash and/or zucchini.

Harry's 12 Month Snapshot | R.Simple Life

Harry understands English and is working on his verbal. He pretty much always knows what I’m saying and he is getting so good at communicating back to me. He signs “please” all the time (cutest thing ever) and says “thank you.” He’s also working really hard to make “sh” or “ss” noises. It’s a lot of spitting. He blows kisses and plants ’em directly onto my lips, depending on how far away from me he is. And the kid hasn’t met a pile of pillows he hasn’t jumped into head first.

Harry's 12 Month Snapshot | R.Simple Life

The last year has really, really been the best year. Welcoming this little boy and really getting to know him is amazing. Jon and I say it every day – but we really, really are the lucky ones. Harry, we love you so very much.

xoxo Mallory

11 Months! What Child Is This?!

Monday, Harry celebrated his eleventh month. How are we already less than a month from the big first birthday? We treasure every single day with this kid, and really see how much of a true blessing he is. He is so much fun… very spirited, determined, stubborn, and energetic and I love every minute of it.

Harry 11 Months Old | R.Simple Life

Harry can say many words and make many animal noises now, yet he prefers to call most things, animals, and people “Doggie.” He most definitely communicates now, and he knows exactly what he wants. He eats so well (three bowls of soup last night!) and then requests dessert, i.e. dates or blueberries. He is really able to let me know exactly what he wants and I love it.

Harry 11 Months Old | R.Simple Life

Harry took his first steps this month! He will walk a few paces on his own, but likes the security of the couch or Mama’s hand. But hold his hand and watch him go. He had four more flights this month and did wonderfully. What he decided not to do wonderfully with was nighttime car rides – not a fan. He also ran his first race on Thanksgiving, along with having turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, and cranberry relish for the first time.

Harry 11 Months Old | R.Simple Life

I really, truly can’t believe how big this kid is. He’s imitating animal noises, he can tell you where the fan is in every room, he knows what I’m saying anytime I mention food, and he’s picking out his favorite books for me to read over and over again. I absolutely adore being his mama. He is the most fun I’ve ever had in my life.

xoxo, Mallory

10 Freaking Months

You guys. Over the weekend, Harry turned 10 months old. I’m kind of in awe of how fast this has gone by. I mean, they tell you “Don’t blink!” but really… I need to stop blinking.

Harry 10 months | R.Simple Life

Harry is a talker. A lot of what he says only makes sense to himself, but he talks nonetheless. He does say tree, that, thank you, drink, done, and his personal favorite – doggy. He is becoming more and more independent, picking out the books he’d like read while I’m making dinner and handing them to me. I even caught him reading to himself this weekend. He’s really great at playing (and getting in trouble) on his own.

Harry 10 Months Old | R.Simple Life

The poor dude was pretty sick for a few days this week and it was the only thing that slowed him down. He’s still go, go, go from the moment he wakes up until he’s back to sleep, which I suppose makes sense considering he eats as much food as I do – and then nurses as well. He’s entered the hitting, pinching, biting phase, and we’re working on curbing that. He is, however, a fantastic sharer, always offering me a bite of his food.

Harry 10 Months Old | R.Simple Life

Harry is so close to walking, but I have to run to keep up with his crawl when he’s going for something. He loves to be near me, hugging me when I’m on his level, but likes his independence at the same time. I know I say it every month, but it’s true. I love this kid more and more every day.

xoxo, Mallory

Equilibrium: 9 Months

Harry has officially lived on the outside just as long as he was cooking on the inside. Why is it that this half seemed to fly by much quicker? I don’t think that’s very fair.

Harry, 9 months old | R.Simple Life

Man on the move. There is no rest for the weary – or Harry – from the moment he gets up at 6AM until he is sleeping again. The kid is on a mission and that mission includes pulling everything off the shelves, walls, out of baskets, drawers, etc. Everything is fair game. He doesn’t like to sit still, which was very apparent at his doctor’s appointment this morning. It’s go, go, go, and the only time he is content to sit is when he is in the stroller. He loves the outdoors, this kid.

Harry, 9 months old | R.Simple Life

Harry now sleeps through the night (yay!) and is a champ about it. He is on a pretty regular sleeping, eating, pooping schedule now. He takes full advantage of those six teeth, eating almost as much as I do at breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and then he drinks lots of milk in between. His favorite foods are beans, bananas, blueberries, and soda water (that’s a food, right?). His face lights up when I pour myself soda water, and he sweetly requests it using baby sign language. He says Mama, Papa, and Dat, which I’m pretty sure means “Bad Cat” as he gets very serious and repeats “Dat” anytime Calvin is in trouble.

Harry, 9 Months Old | R.Simple Life

Our sweet boy is a lover of books, dancing, and swinging, and determined and stubborn as ever. I swear, he’s going to change the world one day with his tenacity, so we’re working very hard to teach him to do good. Is it possible to love this kid anymore? Probably. But I can’t imagine it.

xoxo, Mallory

Eight is Great

Is it really already time for our next monthly installment of Harry? I can’t believe how fast this kid is growing. One more month and he hits equilibrium.

R.Simple Life | Harry, Eight Months

This month. Oh man. So much happened in one month. Harry went from scooting and rolling to crawling everywhere, and man is he fast. Cords are especially appealing so we’ve been doing lots of baby proofing. He learned to wave, clap, dance (!!), shake his head no, and he’s about this close to standing without holding on to anything. The poor guy was sick for the first time this month, but he handled it like a champ. He even slept an 11 hour stretch overnight once this month! (But don’t let that fool you, he still wakes up twice a night or more usually.)

R.Simple Life | Harry, 8 Months Old

Harry is a family boy. Nothing is better than being with Mama and Papa, especially when one of us is chasing after him. His feet kick like crazy. Harry also discovered a love for the swings this month. He kicks and laughs and then cries when we leave. His appetite is awesome – eating anything from steak to broccoli to croissants to soda water. And he even says “Mmmmm” when he eats something particularly good. He’s putting those three teeth to good use (and three more are threatening to pop through any day now).

R.Simple Life | Harry, 8 Months Old

We are so grateful for every single day we get with this guy. He’s a handful, but my hands have never been happier. Seeing the world through his curious eyes is one of the best gifts I could ever ask for. And the feeling I get when he hugs me is indescribable.

xoxo, Mallory