Theo is ten months old today. Hold me until the crying stops. My crying, not his.
Welp, we have a full-blown walker. This past couple of weeks, he’s been really moving. At first, it was just a few steps, but now he’s doing his baby waddle all over the house. It’s adorable and exhausting in equal measure. Especially because he wants to waddle right out the door.
Theo is an excellent eater. I’m digging it. He especially loves experimenting with different textures. We’re like totally into homemade purees and grass fed vegetable non-GMO air…JUST KIDDING…Gerber makes these mix-in baby foods and puffs and we’re into it. 😎
He is completely enamored by his big sister and brother. He wants to play with them and do exactly what they are doing at all times. He currently does not mind being a punching bag to Henry or a doll to Emma. I don’t think it will last long though. He’s going to start fighting back soon. Watch out E and H. Read More
This past Sunday, we Baptized our sweet Theophilus into the Church. It was a joyous day and we were surrounded by those in our parish.
When we first moved to Alameda, I struggled to find community and connection. I was so used to making friends through a shared experience of school that forming friendships outside of that environment was new and challenging. But we have since formed a wonderful young families community through our church. We started with park meet-ups after Mass where we’d share coffee and treats and then it evolved to a full-blown Young Families Ministry where we celebrate the liturgical seasons and life events.
This past Sunday was no different! Our dear friends Claire and James honored us with being Theo’s Godparents. It was an extra special day because Claire and James’s newest wee one month old babe was also getting Baptized. Father George celebrated Mass and Baptized our children and it was a completely Holy and wholly beautiful experience. We had only done private Baptisms before so this one with the Church was some thing wonderful. Read More
Our Mr. Theophilus turns nine months old today!
This has been an eventful month for our boy. He has two teeth (!) he is almost walking (!!) AND he is saying MAMA (!!!). He is quiet spectacular.
Theo loves food. Just LOVES IT. So much so, that if brother or sister drop pieces of their own food on the floor, our Theo scurries under the table and tries to eat it. We have to be vigilant with this one. He prefers baby food with a more savory blend than sweet. He’s also tried eggs but that ended with projectile vomiting so I’m going to hold off on introducing that one again any time soon.
He has been enjoying the warmer weather and loves to play with water. Bath time with big sis and bro is a favorite pastime around here too. He’s our earliest riser in the house so please keep the caffeine and eye masks coming.
Let’s see, Theo
LOVES: playing with Emma and Henry, taking walks, eating pureed meats and veggies, listening to music, waking up early, and slobbery kisses
HATES: diaper changes, getting into the carseat, missing out on any of the fun, loud noises Read More
If you have been following along here for a while, you may have noticed that it’s been quiet around here. This might have been the longest writing hiatus I’ve taken since I started blogging back in 2011 (?). Well, I’ve still been microblogging over at Instagram but I haven’t had the wherewithal to write here in a while.
It’s been a busy, hectic, stressful, anxiety-inducing, joyful, wondrous past few months. Ups, downs, and sideways. I want to try to fill you in on the highlights and lowlights, because I’m all about keeping it real and authentic (gag).
But if you’re not in for a wordy post here is the tl;dr gist — The kids are good, I’m just okay, but I’m surrounded by support and love.
Now for the meaty bits.
The biggest news is that my anxiety has flared up. It’s been an exceptionally challenging few months. I finally reached out to a mental health provider to start on a plan to get better. I’m still searching for a therapist, but I took the first step in asking for help. Believe me, that was the most challenging part. My husband has been supportive, nurturing, and a true partner in all this. Due to my hectic work schedule and the demands of three small children, I wasn’t finding time for myself to decompress or destress. It finally caught up for me and after a few breakdowns, I said enough was enough.
It’s still a process obviously and I haven’t found a therapist yet. But there is something cathartic in the initiation, in the beginning, in the relinquishing of my death grip on everything. Knowing and ADMITTING that I am not well and cannot do it on my own has been a first step in management and recovery. I’m no where near “better” (if there is such a thing) but I’ve been doing some things to help. Read More
WHEW, finally getting caught up on Theo’s monthly updates. We’ve had a lot going on around these parts (post to follow with an update).
Theophilus is eight months old!
Theo Samanthaborn, House of Wetterholm, King of his crib, third of his kin, brother of Emma and Henry, eater of sweet potatoes and avocado, puller of hair turns eight months old today.
This has been an exciting month. He could enter the Indy 500 of baby crawling and he is a champion stander. He is starting to cruise along the furniture and I’m already emotionally preparing for his imminent walking. Wish us luck. He is fearless and zooms to any open door, cabinet, or fridge to mess stuff up. Two little milk teeth have popped through (much to my dismay when he gets bored of nursing and heads straight to chomping). He is a joyful and giggly baby. He’s happiest when playing with his sister and brother. He loves bath time and snack time. Theo has got rolls upon rolls and it just makes me so happy. He’s my chunkiest baby for sure. I think he’s trying to say his first word, we’ll see what it is. I’m 2/2 with “mama” being the first word, so come on Theo, let’s make it 3/3. He’s a joy and treasure and we love him so. Read More