Dad On His Feet

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One Year Old

It’s hard to believe S— was born a year ago. There’s an overflow of emotion that’s hard to communicate. She’s walking. She’s so full of joy and curiosity. She has a tooth or maybe two. And, she’s no longer a baby. She’s a little kid. So much love.

First Tooth

Finally, a tooth! After almost 11 months and countless misinterpretations of events we thought had to be teething, S— has a tooth coming in. 

Almost 11 Months Old

We just got back from vacation, and while it was fun, it was also tiring.

Like Luke Skywalker carrying a very tired Yoda.

Like Luke Skywalker carrying a very tired Yoda.

  • Things S— can say: Mama, Dada, Dog, Baby, Book, Ball, Hi, and Bye.
  • Crawling is so last month. Now, she’s climbing stairs!
  • Dancing to music. Two favorites include “I’m Coming Out” by Diana Ross and “Crazy” by Gnarls Barkley. Videos are below.
  • Clapping.
  • Waving hello and goodbye.
  • Expressing her disapproval when R— or I leave the room.
  • Helping put away toys.
  • Deciphering the meaning of Goodnight Moon. Just who is Nobody?

Any bets on if she’ll be walking by her birthday?

9 Months and Change

The past two days were filled with little sleep and a feverish baby. The fever passed and now, S—, is her joyful little self again. Since last I wrote, S— learned to crawl. She stands while holding the edges of coffee tables, windowsills, and couches. S— climbs up our laps, balancing first on our knees to push herself up and then uses our bellies or arms to walk herself up to a stand.

The school year is over and we’re looking forward to more time together. Time spent swinging or at the swimming pool, a vacation back to Michigan.

As I look back at the photos of S—, it’s amazing to see how she’s changed. What we used to think of as alert doesn’t look that way anymore as she smiles, laughs, babbles, and playfully engages with us.

Who needs toys when we have boxes?

Who needs toys when we have boxes?

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Concentrating.

Concentrating.

 

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More Baby Firsts

Time seems to be getting away from me. Good intentions to write vanish beneath the need for sleep, to clean, to try and rest. So here’s a list of firsts.

  • First haircut, March 8th.
  • First swim, March 15th.
  • First eating of solids, a month and half ago.

When a Week Feels Like a Month

If you read this post from the other week, you may have a sense that it’s been a stressful time for our family. Two weeks later and Michiko 1Trying not to use my daughter’s real name in this writing. is well, we’ve found wonderful, new childcare, and life is returning to normal. That week however, felt so long. We both took time off to take care of Michiko and monitor her. We worked out some emergency childcare with a friend. Then, fortune turned toward us and a colleague’s former nanny was opening up an in-home daycare that week.

In a flurry of emails, phone calls, and meetings, it all worked out and last week was Michiko’s first week there. She’s doing great. We’re getting used to packing up and dropping her off in the mornings instead of having someone come to our house. But that week, it felt like the days stretched on and on. Tension coiled my shoulders up and each day was exhausting. When I look back, it was only two weeks ago, it seems like that week occurred far in the past. I’m not sure what the basis is for that, but it’s strange. Was it just such a stressful time that one copes by distancing one’s self from it?

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1. Trying not to use my daughter’s real name in this writing.