Having Your Cake...Part 1

For having a cold, Eddie had a good day. I realized today that the reason he'd been increasingly putting up a fit when we try to wipe his nose is that it is raw. Yikes. Bad mommy. Aunt Lore' wisely suggested lotion tissues and that seems to make a big difference.

Can't believe he's one. Am I sad? Yes. I never thought I would be sad, but the uniqueness of this time in Eddie's life and in our lives has now morphed into toddlerhood That's right, apparently Eddie is no longer an infant, but is now a toddler. We're seasoned parents now. By no means experienced, but we've been though quite a bit in one year. We fully understand what our parents and others mean when they say the time goes quickly. We're in deep trouble if the next 17 years of his life each pass as quickly.

It doesn't seem possible that a year ago I had major surgury and was so exhausted from the experience that I fell asleep mid-sentence while nursing. Now I just collapse in a heap at the end of the day, crossing my fingers for a good night. I took a 10-week PACE (Parent and Chilld Education) class with 9 other moms when Eddie was 3 weeks old. On the first day of class, the facilitator told us, as our eyes were held open with toothpicks, that she promised by one-year our babies would be sleeping through the night. Can I get a refund on that class?

It won't let me post very many pictures in a row, so 2 part post...