Friday night instead of sleeping I washed all of Baby's laundry. It had piled up; we were squeezing him into garments he had outgrown and it wouldn't be long before he'd run out of clean clothes to wear, so I tape rolled, scrubbed and washed all his clothes. I worked all morning to get this chore done and as soon as I had washed all of Baby's clothes I went down for a nap while Jeff watched Baby. He told me afterwards that he had taken him to the park and that Baby had enjoyed himself and had even slid down the slide by himself.
I had scheduled an afternoon photo session for Baby ( Saturday, October 24th) at The Picture People. Mid-day, while Baby napped, I prepared to get us to leave for our appointment. I had been looking forward to getting a photo of Baby in his Halloween costume, but I was anxious about the competency of our photographer. TPP is like a box of chocolates, where in you'd find that half of the chocolate candies are stale. Well, to say that our session was a disappointment is an understatement. Our photographer was non-verbal, immobile and completely uninterested. We chose one picture out of the number that she had shot. I was so disappointed that I want to take Baby again, but I know that Jeff would object to the idea.
Sunday afternoon Jeff took Baby to church where they went for Sacrament meeting. Jeff informed me that the ward Halloween party is this week. I want to take Baby again this year.
Monday, October 26, 2015
Thursday, October 22, 2015
Baby's First Steps
TV Stands and a Baby's First Steps
Jeff did not work on Friday. I met with my new visiting teacher on Friday and afterwards we made a trip to Elk Grove to buy Baby a bigger bathtub. On Saturday, October 17th, I went back to sleep for a bit after Baby woke up. About mid-day Jeff said he wanted to make a trip to Ghirardelli with Baby so I told him I would go too if he wasn't in a hurry to leave. We went to Ghirardelli where Baby had what I think was a large portion of Jeff's chocolate milkshake and, as we were in the car to leave, we started discussing our need for a new TV stand, so I wanted Jeff to see the selection at Big Lots. We allowed Baby to walk into the store. Both of us took one of his little hands, but upon entering the store he tried to shake free of Jeff's hand. I allowed him to lead me and he turned into the first aisle. Surprisingly, he also wanted me to release his hand, however. I resisted at first thinking he would realize that he did not want to let go of me, but he wanted free, so I obligingly released his hand and quickly grabbed onto the back of his shirt collar as I expected him to drop to the floor, but he didn't so he actually took a number of steps on his own before he stopped and motioned for my hand again.
I was so excited and surprised to witness this milestone that I gasped as if I had just witnessed an accident. I cried something such as, "Jeff, are you watching this?!"
Jeff said to me, "That doesn't count. You were helping him."
"No. I didn't help him. I pinched the back of his collar because I thought he might fall, but I wasn't supporting him at all."
That evening Baby took a couple more steps in the kitchen on his own, too, but only about 2-3 steps.
This evening he did the same in the kitchen by the drawers.
Jeff had said that Baby would not Trick-or-Treat this year, his first, if he wasn't walking on his own, but Baby is really close. If he's not walking unassisted he can walk with a parent's hand for support.
Jeff did not work on Friday. I met with my new visiting teacher on Friday and afterwards we made a trip to Elk Grove to buy Baby a bigger bathtub. On Saturday, October 17th, I went back to sleep for a bit after Baby woke up. About mid-day Jeff said he wanted to make a trip to Ghirardelli with Baby so I told him I would go too if he wasn't in a hurry to leave. We went to Ghirardelli where Baby had what I think was a large portion of Jeff's chocolate milkshake and, as we were in the car to leave, we started discussing our need for a new TV stand, so I wanted Jeff to see the selection at Big Lots. We allowed Baby to walk into the store. Both of us took one of his little hands, but upon entering the store he tried to shake free of Jeff's hand. I allowed him to lead me and he turned into the first aisle. Surprisingly, he also wanted me to release his hand, however. I resisted at first thinking he would realize that he did not want to let go of me, but he wanted free, so I obligingly released his hand and quickly grabbed onto the back of his shirt collar as I expected him to drop to the floor, but he didn't so he actually took a number of steps on his own before he stopped and motioned for my hand again.
I was so excited and surprised to witness this milestone that I gasped as if I had just witnessed an accident. I cried something such as, "Jeff, are you watching this?!"
Jeff said to me, "That doesn't count. You were helping him."
"No. I didn't help him. I pinched the back of his collar because I thought he might fall, but I wasn't supporting him at all."
That evening Baby took a couple more steps in the kitchen on his own, too, but only about 2-3 steps.
This evening he did the same in the kitchen by the drawers.
Jeff had said that Baby would not Trick-or-Treat this year, his first, if he wasn't walking on his own, but Baby is really close. If he's not walking unassisted he can walk with a parent's hand for support.
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