Ten Months Old!

by Lara on June 9, 2013

Ten Months Old!

Dear Baby G,

It’s first birthday party season.  Do you know what that means?  It means mothers all around me are frantically planning flashy, cutesy, craftsy parties to celebrate the fact that we survived our first year of parenthood.  To pat ourselves on the back for keeping you tots alive for an entire 365 days.

You should know that your mother is neither flashy, cutesy, or craftsy.  If I manage to pull off something that resembles anything of the sort, it will be because I had a lot of help.  Because if there is one thing that your mother is, it’s bossy.  Learn the art of delegation, kid, and you will be just fine in life.

This month has been one of our better months together.  Perhaps it’s because I am painfully aware of your fleeting infancy, but I have had more patience when you throw food on the floor, wake up after a 30 minute “nap”, or have a freak out in the backseat of the car.  Or perhaps that’s also because I’ve started drinking margaritas again.

Ten Months Old!

Your eyes are slowly changing color.  I don’t know how they will end up but right now they are this beautiful sort of hazel gray.  They light up when I offer you water, which is apparently the baby equivalent of Mommy’s margarita.

As of today, you are officially in your big boy car seat.  You still have over ten pounds to go to outgrow the infant seat’s weight limits, but you are so long that we had to upgrade.  I suspect you come by this long and lean thing from your father, as you do 99% of your other physical traits.  In fact his latest justification for his ever-shedding head of hair is that you stole all of it.  But perhaps the one thing you can curse me for come track season is your flat, wide feet.  For those I apologize.

You deserve better really, but frankly you’re stuck with us.  So as we hobble toward the finish line of your first year, my promise to you is this:  that as your mother, I will always do my best.  So grab your margarita (err, sippy cup), and let’s party.



{ 12 comments… read them below or add one }

Andrea@WellnessNotes June 9, 2013 at 12:41 pm

Such a sweet little boy! And such an amazing mommy!

Lovely letter, Lara!


Lara June 10, 2013 at 7:40 am

Thank you Andrea!


Heather Eats Almond Butter June 9, 2013 at 3:37 pm

He’s so beautiful Lara – just like his mommy. 🙂


Lara June 10, 2013 at 7:40 am

Aw shucks 😉 Thanks Heabie.


Jessie June 9, 2013 at 7:23 pm

Ten months?! Wow, time flies. You’re in the home stretch now, the next two months will be gone in 2 seconds. It’s ridiculous really…sniff sniff. Almost officially a toddler! (Though I tend to use that term w/the over 1 & walking set so Lyric didn’t “toddle” until 16 months…)

And YAY for margaritas! Have one for me please!


Lara June 10, 2013 at 7:41 am

I can’t believe it, either! Yeah I am not sure if he’ll be walking by one, either, so I can escape that label for a little while longer, right? 🙂


Stacy K. June 10, 2013 at 10:37 am

You’re a great writer Lara! It will be so fun for G to look back on these letters when he has his own kids. His eyes are still changing color? We are transitioning to our big boy car seat this week (at almost 8MO) since G is almost 30 inches!


Lara June 10, 2013 at 10:48 am

Yup, they seem to change a little more every day! I have heard it can be 12-18 months before the color is really “set.”

Your G is long, too! Wow! The big boy car seat is a hit so far. What about for you guys?


Lisa June 10, 2013 at 1:05 pm

Hi Lara!

I thought I’d try commenting on a blog post…for the first time! Can you tell I’m not very blog savvy?! This is very sweet and G will love reading them over and over throughout the years, I’m sure. As one of your many new mommy friends this year, I must say you’re not alone when it comes to “flashy, cutesy, crafty”. While I dream of being more like that (and occasionally it comes out), as you will soon see at J’s first birthday party, most of the time it just doesn’t happen. I envy those moms that can keep a perfect house, care for a child/children, walk their dogs, make a nice hot dinner ready to eat when daddy gets home, AND still manage to have time to make really cute things! Damn them! They make the rest of us look bad! =) How do they do it?! Just know that when you’re feeling less than adequate in the “cutesy/crafty” area, I’m right there with you…if not below you! I actually really like being crafty and used to scrapbook a lot, but that was before planning a wedding, renovating a house, getting two dogs, going back to school, oh yah…and working full time, and now having a baby. But you know, I wouldn’t trade any of it. And I know someday (hopefully), I’ll be able to be crafty, cutesy, or flashy again. In the meantime, I love the idea of drinking more margaritas. Next time you have one, invite me over! =)


Lara June 10, 2013 at 8:01 pm

Aw, thanks Lisa. Well I’m relieved I am not the only one who struggles! So glad we met last year 🙂


Abby June 10, 2013 at 6:26 pm

Sounds like a certain someone is getting this mom thing down pat 🙂 I cannot believe he is already almost a year! I think the second year is even better than the first, you’re in for some exciting times!


Lara June 10, 2013 at 8:02 pm

Ha! Hardly 😉 But thank you!


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