Baby mine. month eleven.

29 days from today and my baby will turn one. ONE. time is a cruel thing.
i'm actually hating it right now. today especially, i'm having a hard time with the thought of losing my baby to toddlerdom (and please no one tell me i can
"just have another". it's not the same).

i know what an incredible, wonderful and natural thing it is for Santiago to be developing and growing, and i am ever so grateful for it, but the thought of my sweet baby boy turning one. ONE. is making me nostalgic, and i'm getting weepy.

Santiago 15 days old.

when will somebody figure out how to pause time already?

can somebody please get on that?

I have a few things to say. . .

First of all-

Is he not the cutest? I should put that in caps because I'm yelling it!

IS HE NOT THE CUTEST!!!????!!!! I mean. . .  seriously. Look at him.

Those cheeks, that perfect little nose and those long eyelashes.

Tell me you've seen a cuter drooly face. Not possible.

Oh, I love that drooly face. I can't stop nibbling him all day! 

Second of all-

I've gone nearly a month without Blogging. That's right. A month. No Blogging.

And something magical happened. I started owning my life. I was living my life.

I wasn't reporting in, checking up, posting this, posting that. . .  

It almost felt weird. I have to admit, the little break was nice.

Thirdly-

EXCITING NEWS! Santiago started zoooooming up the stairs all by himself!!

We caught it on video just for you! And, well, yeah for posterity also.

(I tried to upload the video directly into the post, but apparently it is too large

(it’s only 51 seconds?) and so you’ll have to follow the link below to Vimeo.)

(Also, don't mind the noisy washing machine on spin cycle in the background)

watch Santiago climb stairs here!

Baby mine. month ten.

Have I mentioned how much I adore this little boy of mine?

My heart bursts with love every time I hold him, lay eyes upon him, think of him, smell him, hear him, sing to him, read to him, tickle him, bathe him, feed him.

at ten months Santiago is:

a grouchy- growly boy when he skips nap-time
really diggin broccoli 

giving big drooly open-mouth kisses
practically walking
blab-blabbing on the telephone with grandma
loves playing peek-a-boo
already getting into mischief
 happiest in the bathtub

has 8 teeth!

he is a handful
but, I love him so

A letter to Santiago on our first Mother's day.

Once upon a time, before you, there were quiet achings, prayers and sorrow.

Once upon a time, there was a hole in my heart the size of you.

Until, once upon a time, there was a soft, fluttering heart beat.

And when you were finally here, pink and squirmy in my arms, the Heavens above whispered to me that you were meant to be mine, all mine.

Some day, you’ll belong to someone else. You’ll belong to yourself. You’ll belong to your schooling and your career, and to someone you’ll love more than you’ve ever loved before. But I will take this time, this time where you are mine and only mine, and I will cherish it and savor every possible second of it.

This is our first Mother’s Day together, though it seems you’ve been with me for far longer than eternity. And while you may not be only mine forever, I will always, always and forever, be yours.

Love, mom

picture taken at the Susan G Komen race for the cure

read more on that here

Susan G Komen race for the cure!

Yesterday Santiago and I participated in the Susan G Komen Race for the Cure. It was great to be a part of such a large event that raises awareness about breast cancer and money for breast cancer research. It also offers free mammograms, treatment and support services to cancer patients. Breast cancer is one of the leading types of cancer in the world, with 1.3 million men and women diagnosed annually. It's not just a women's disease.

I took part because it's a good cause and I want to support to a cure even though breast cancer doesn't affect anyone in my family, thank God. Nearly 20,000 people participated in the race!

Our race for the cure team name was "babies for boobies" and Santiago proudly wore an "I love boobies" onesie.

Babies for boobies! Santiago on the far right.

The start line.

 

SURVIVORS!

 

I bet he's thinking of big "boobies" full of rich milk.

 
PINK porta potties!

 

I was totally star struck and on cloud nine with Channel 8 news anchor
Dave Courvoisier!

 
Santiago & Sophia,
my goodness these babes are the cutest! I can hardly handle it!

 

 

 

 

HELP find a cure! participate in the Susan G Komen race for the cure near you!

A story about a boy and his favorite toy.

Once upon a time

there was a handsome little boy named Santiago.

Santiago was bored so he decided to play with his favorite toy.

{I'll just let the pictures speak for themselves}



Spring is stealing my heart.

Mother Nature has been trying to make me hate her lately, with wind gusts that blow everything not nailed to the ground, but by golly, she slipped up yesterday. High 70s! And NO WINDS! glory glory hallelujah! I could have kissed her smack on the mouth!

So, what do we do in the Spring time when all the world is surprisingly calm and sunny and we are desperate to get out and enjoy a cool breeze on our face? Parks. Parks are what we do. Parks parks PARKS!

Happy Tuesday, friends!