Ian at 10 months

As usual time is flying by and Ian is changing every day. He has now learned how to climb the stairs :( which is weird since he still drags himself across the floor. And this morning I found him sitting up in his bed for the first time. He looked a little stunned at his accomplishment but realized it was a good thing after his mama smothered him with praise and giggly neck kisses. He is still a great sleeper and giving me 13 hours a night with two 2 hour naps during the day. And he is such a sweet boy! It's mostly da-da-da-da-da-da all day long but occasionally (i.e. crabby) he'll give me a "mama", although it sounds more like a whimpering, sniffling "maaaaaaa-maaaaaaa!" Here's a few of his favorite things:

his sister

pulling up

peas

pat the bunny

I can't believe we'll be celebrating his first birthday in 6 weeks! Can I just say how thankful I am to have him out of my belly. I am still relishing the stomach sleeping, husband hugging, non-peeing a thousand times a day, freedom from pregnancy. I feel like it was yesterday that I was crying in the shower every morning, praying that God would take away the pain of those last few weeks. And every time that boy flaps his arms like a bird (which is every 5 seconds) I tell Ben, "see...do you see!?!" I'm telling you that there was never a happier woman to arrive at the hospital to deliver her baby. I was dialated to 5cm, walking down that long narrow hallway with my suitcase and a smile on my face. "Hallelujah, I am here to have my baby!" Ok, not sure where that came from. Apparently I'm still healing from the drama of pregnancy. Maybe this will encourage me to start taking the birth control pills from my doctor. But I'll save that for another post.