John is a year old today. I packed up all his newborn clothes yesterday and unloaded the giant box of 3-6mos outfits into his dresser. As bittersweet as it was to pack away some of those littlest things, it did cheer me up to see how many adorable things there were in the next box that he'll now be able to wear! I'm such a weird sentimental person. I'll probably cry when I open that box back up for the next baby and see the Bumbles Bounce shirt.
I think I can safely say now that I'm officially down to my pre-pregnancy weight. I can even button my jeans... technically... though I don't think I'll actually be wearing them again for awhile yet. Still got around 10 pounds to lose, but that's the 10 pounds I was planning to lost before John came along. I think a lot of this weight is probably going to come off my head: during pregnancy, I hardly lost any hair at all (in the shower, during combing, etc). Now the shedding is back with a vengeance, and I've heard it gets really awful around 4 months post-partum. I miss washing my hair and not having more than a few strands come out in my hands.
John is sleeping in this morning. Sort of. He went to bed last night at 8, got up at 4:30 to eat, and again at 6. I hear him stirring (grunting) now so I'll probably go get him up for the day in a few minutes. This afternoon we're heading off for a gathering with Joe's extended family which will be nice. Doubt we'll see any fireworks this year. The little man tends to get cranky in the evenings as it gets toward bedtime. He knows what the routine is supposed to be and he thrives on it. It's awesome. He gets a bath, 2 stories with Daddy, last feeding, goodnight kisses, and I lay him down in the crib, still awake, and he goes to sleep with no fuss! I need to come up with better routines for our day, and maybe that will help him nap too.
The grunting has turned to squawking, so I must away. :)