tick tick tick

I had my yearly appointment with my OB/GYN last week.

It's been more than a year since I have been to her office ... The last visit was actually in November of 2009 when I was told that my body was "back to normal" after giving birth.

On one hand, it really doesn't feel that long ago, but on the other I can't believe how much time has gone by ... I mean, the last time I was there, Malcolm was only six weeks old. He was squishy and squirmy and slept through the whole thing in his car seat. It was hard to carry both him (in the seat) and his diaper bag ... I was still figuring out how to juggle a baby and all his stuff.

Things are different now.

This appointment, my hands were empty.

Tick, tick, tick.

That sleepy six week old, is less a baby and more a boy.

Tick, tick, tick.

He is becoming more self-sufficient (and self-aware) with each passing day.

Tick, tick, tick.

He wants to do things his way, on his time.

Tick, tick, tick.

I wonder what kind of big brother he'll be?

I'm not sure if it was all the pregnant women in the waiting room, or just the memories of days gone by hitting me like a ton of bricks ... But something about being there felt good. Comfortable. Right.

Tick, tick, tick.

What's that sound?

I wonder if I'm the only one that hears it.

one and done

Sometimes clothes sit in the closet waiting to be worn.

Sometimes they are purchased, worn right away, and immediately retired.

Thus is life with an ever-growing toddler.


I made a stop at the Salvation Army last Wednesday and purchased another bag full of clothing for Malcolm. Most of my purchase consisted of tee-shirts, shorts, and light pants for the summer (What can I say? I'm eagerly awaiting the warm weather!), but I did find a few long-sleeved onesies to use right now.

At least that was the plan ...

Unfortunately, although he has yet to hit the eighteen month benchmark, he is already too big for some of his "new" eighteen month-sized clothes.

Case in point: The striped onesie in today's outfit ...

Onesie: Faded Glory (thrifted for $1.00)
Hooded sweat shirt: Baby Gap (gift)
Fleece pants: Wonder Kids (thrifted for $1.00)
Socks: Circo ($1.00)

Not only did it barely reach all the way around his diaper, but the sleeves were too short (hence the need for the hoodie)!

It's a good thing that I'm a "bargain hunter" when it comes to this kid's clothes ... I'd be a bit annoyed if I had actually paid full price!

tradition

Malcolm has always enjoyed reading with Dad ...

Then:

Now:

My, how time has flown!

not ready for his close up

Someone has decided he doesn't like taking pictures anymore ...


I guess I'll have to get creative!

cure for the winter blahs

After a week of sickness and snow, it was nice to (finally!) venture out of our pajamas ... And out of the house!

Lucky for us, we had a busy weekend of birthdays and family gatherings (for the aforementioned birthdays) all lined up.

Wouldn't you know?

The change of pace was just what the doctor ordered.

Malcolm was bursting with energy and enthusiasm ... And looking quite cute in the vintage-looking dress shirt that I've been sitting on all winter.

Dress shirt: Old Navy (thrifted for $1.00)
Onesie: Old Navy ($1.50)
Jeans: The Children's Place (thrifted for $2.00)
Socks: Circo ($1.00)

Shoes: Faded Glory ($6.00)

I can't wait until the snow completely melts and the weather warms up, so that he can wear it without the long sleeves underneath ...