Oh Auggie Bear,

We’re here. The last month before you’re no longer considered a baby. A toddler. They’ll start to call you a toddler. That just can’t be right.

This month has been a whirwind and honestly you’ve been such a great little passenger for the wild ride. I’ve been sick. I won’t bore you with details, but it’s meant me being half asleep most days or sick in bed with the same energy as a 90 year old. Your Daddy and you have been attached for a lot of it, but you always shine through and make me feel important when I walk into the room. I’m sure it’s just the fact that I’m your drink of choice, but it really does make me feel so blessed to have that in a season like I’ve had. It’s this perfect way to ensure that no matter how bad I feel, we will snuggle every two hours or so regardless. I will never take that for granted. We laugh that if you hear my voice or see me coming into a room, your paci drops so fast we can’t catch it or find it half the time. The good news? I’m better! Not just semi better, but 100% back to myself and happiest when I’m on the floor trying to teach you 100 tricks at once.

This month? Well, you’ve figured out how to officially* sleep through the night, click your tongue in patterns with Daddy, Stand unassisted (for at least a second or two), and as of today you’ve navigated your way into using the walker as it’s intended. I joked with everyone that we need to start wearing high tops to protect our ankles as you come busting out of nowhere in that thing. You’re fast! You crawl about as quickly as I’ve ever seen a baby crawl and you have the patience of a diva. Truly, you are whining for your next bite of food as your chewing one inside your mouth. You are a happy and easy baby, yes,, but you can drive a woman to drink with your impatient whining that comes out around dinner every day! Someone give you a snack, a dinner, a boob, and some bits of what they’re having please. You finally got to have a true pool day with me now that I’m feeling human again and we had so much fun swirling in the water. I really just loved every second of watching you enjoy the mess out of that experience. Wearing Sheps striped suit that river also wore got me nostalgic for sure!

You still love your baby bums songs and baby shark for music choices, and car rides still stink in your book, but as of this month you’ve tasted the sweet necter that is chick fil a and experienced the finer things in life like cheerios and macaroni and cheese. Spaghetti with zuchinni noodles still reigns as your number one love, but you’re coming around to corn on the cob and green beans on Sunday lunch days here lately! I’m planning your first birthday and ordering all of the things needed to make it special, but if I’m honest I’m trying really hard not to hate the idea of you growing up so much. I realize it comes and I can’t stop it, but Sheppard starts kindergarten tomorrow and to be honest I feel like someone just slapped me with a big old dose of “you wont have them little forever”. So for now? Dont walk just yet. Don’t talk. Nurse a little longer and remember that you have the rest of your life to figuratively slap my face with reality checks.

I love you Auggie Bear. So so very much.

MommyXx