Well as of Monday, Freddy is 3 months old. He’s growing up to be quite the charmer. He loves flashing little hints of smiles to people and likes to watch you when he thinks you’re not looking (which would normally be creepy if he were a adult but is absolutely adorable as a baby).
He’s quite the chatter box as well. He’ll just babble on and on and on, like last night from 2 to 4 am. He just wanted to chat. It’s hard to stay mad at him since he seems so enthusiastic about life.
As for the rest of the family, I think we’re finally settling into a sort of routine. Freddy has more or less of a schedule, minus the crazy night last night and I feel more confident about parenting two children. Sure Henry is still testing us every second he gets but I’m starting to feel Chris and I have a better grip on this toddlerhood. It involves a lot of bribery, blackmail and threats but it’s working…
My days with both boys are getting better as well. I’m even venturing out into the real world these past few weeks. We’ve started music classes which Henry absolutely loves. We’ve been swimming and have even gone shopping. I still have to keep a solid grip on Henry to make sure he doesn’t go crazy, like trying to knock over shirt displays at The Children’s Place. Baby wearing has been a lifesaver of sorts for going out in public. Having my hands free to take care of Henry is a necessity.
Now I’m going to go knock on wood to make sure everything I’ve just written doesn’t crumble to ruins like it usually does. 🙂