This picture was taken when Hayden had his first fever. It hovered around 104 degrees for a full day and night and I was so worried about my poor little muffin. On the afternoon of the next day it passed and slowly our little man once again became full of life, mischief and giggles. This made me think of how many parents deal with worry around their babe’s health on a daily basis with things so much more serious than this. It made me hug Hayden even tighter as we cuddled together on the couch all night that night. He was so uncomfortable he couldn’t sleep and wanted nothing but cuddles from his mama and I felt lucky to be able to give them to him. Sleepless nights are something I spent 8 months getting to know very well. I know that some parents would give anything to be able to hold their little ones, comfort them and promise them they will feel better soon. This little thought puts one sleepless night into very clear perspective.
Sorry to get all heavy there, being an analytical thinker is my nature. And practicing gratitude is something I take to heart. Since having Hayden I am extra aware of how miraculous, fragile and precious life truly is.
On a lighter note, our little Mr is pulling himself up now and getting into all sorts of trouble. Trying to get his sticky little hands on my Macbook and iPhone is one of his favourite pastimes. He has finally started doing something that resembles the closest thing to a crawl we have seen yet. I was convinced he was going to skip that and go straight to walking, but maybe he will be a little crawler yet. He has added some new words. He now says: cat, kitty (not very often anymore), dada (his favourite word), MAMA (his new word!) and he is starting to say Nana. Somedays he talks and talks and talks and others barely at all. I can’t believe how much he changes daily. I am in denial that he is almost one year old. Sigh, it really does go so fast.
Hayden you are my world. Mama loves you. xo