Wow, it's been 9 months since my beautiful baby boy arrived. It's so hard to believe that 3/4 of the year has gone by. During those difficult first few weeks I never thought we would get here, but sure enough we did.
I've been so bad about documenting everything here, but no worries, Gabe's baby book and scrapbook are filled up with all the details of his first year (and more!).
My 8lb 9oz miracle is now roughly 23lbs (we'll get the offical number on Thursday). He has learned to roll over (2mo), sit unassisted (5mo), crawl (6.5mo), pop 6 teeth (starting at 7.5mo), and now pull himself up to stand (8.5mo). He just started saying "dada" and "dadeeeeee" and has been saying mama for a few months now. We have gone through sleepless nights, cluster feeding, to sleeping through the night, to sleep regressions due to teething.
Day 1 started our amazing journey of parenthood. Each and every day this sweet little boy teaches me something new about being a mommy and about myself. I have stopped caring about me and only caring about him and his happiness. I have learned so much about Joe in this time that I never knew, even after 9 years of being together. I never knew he was so patient. He can soothe a screaming baby like a pro. During those rough weeks when Gabriel had colic and I needed a break he was able to somehow calm him down when I couldn't.
So today, on the day Gabriel turned 9 months old, my sweet boy was a mess. The stupid time change screwed him up, and that along with teething just made for a crazy day. However, today my son reached for me and hugged me and wouldn't let go. Today, my son looked at his dad, recognized him, and said "Dada!". Today, we are one month closer to his 1st birthday. Parenthood is life's biggest and greatest experiment, and today I can say I think our experiment is working amazing.
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