November has been bonkers. I'm not sure why, but it seems like this month has taken me by the scruff of my neck and lobbed me across the room. Can't wait till December...
When people ask me how I am nowadays, my response usually describes how James is. But that's my life now: how James is is how I am. So if he's been cranky and worn out, so's Momma.
He is growing ever so quickly. (Should I be surprised??) He's grinning and flirting and yelling so much. And when I say yelling, I don't mean fussing. I mean like hollerin' at us from his play mat, saying, "HEY I'M OVER HERE PLAYING WITH MY TOYS AND I'VE JUST REALIZED THAT I CAN MAKE MY VOICE REALLY LOUD SO HERE I AM HEEEEEY!" It's really cute.
He also ONLY wants to stand up, with help of course. He can even do it just holding on to our hands! No sitting for this boy. Those little fat, sturdy legs are working so hard! My favorite is when he loses his balance and it makes his belly stick waaay out in front of him, trying to regain his center of gravity. I also love when he makes it to the upright position and he does his excited-fast-breathing. Like, "Yes! I made it! I knew there was more to this than laying around on my back!"
Anyway, that's about it. There isn't much new, just general mayhem and busyness. Those first perilous weeks of motherhood are becoming a fuzzy memory. James is starting to become more of an interactive little person and less like a "larva-stage-human" (for you, Dar :)