Almost 10 months in and I’m still breastfeeding. When I thought I was going to be home with the boys, I had planned to breastfeed to a year no problem. Then I went back to work. At first I thought about immediately weaning, but Maverick is still not a huge fan of purees and the idea of feeding him nothing but formula was hard for me to accept. Not to mention the fact that nursing means guaranteed cuddle time with my youngest that I’m going to be seeing very little of now that I’m working full time. So I decided I was going to aim for a year before weaning. I’m currently pumping three times a day at work. Not gonna lie, it’s a hassle, but I feel very grateful I work somewhere that allows me to do it. Basically I’m ready to be done pumping, but just not ready to be done breastfeeding. It’s a bit of a catch 22.
Every few weeks Beau will sleep over at my parents. This allows him to get some one-on-one attention from his Nana and Papaw, and allows Southey and I to relish in the freedom of only having one child. While Beau was gone I was thinking about how I didn’t have nearly as many photos of Maverick as I did of his big brother, so I pulled out our fancy camera to snap a few photos. Once again I found myself in awe of his handsomeness. His chubby legs. The crazy ginger hair. I cannot get enough of him.
I love a good comparison photo.
I also love that my boys look like individuals but also have features that make them look like brothers.
I love that Beau was so quick to offer up a smile while Mav requires you to really work to get one.
I love Maverick’s hair and Beau’s bald head.
I love both of their giant brains.
I love that somehow I managed to match Beau’s onesie to Maverick’s sticker all those months ago.
Mostly I just love them.
A week ago I took both boys out by myself. For the first time. After being home-based for the last 7.5 months, I finally decided it was time to put on my big girl britches and go out on my own. In my defense, Beau has only recently gotten to a point where he has started to actually listen when I ask him to do things like holding my hand and not running away in a parking lot. Mav has recently decided to switch to only one nap a day so I knew we needed to get out of the house. I loaded up the boys and headed to the mall. We have a double stroller, but I’m not sure it will even fit in my car so I decided to let Beau roam. We rode all the rides in the kid’s area, walked to the Disney store where Beau played with every Mickey toy possible, then went to the cookie store. Despite how tense I felt the entire time, Beau was awesome up until the very end when he really wanted to just sit down in all the squares on the floor. He really is a good listener and Maverick just hung out in the stroller. When we got home I pretty much felt like superwoman making me feel like we’ll be getting out a lot more in the future.
I took these pictures yesterday and I can’t stop staring at them. He’s just so chubby and happy and perfect. And look that that hair! I literally cannot get enough.
Every now and then I come across a photo of one of the boys that makes me gasp out loud. This was one of those photos.
Maverick and those eyelashes.
Every now and then I come across a photo of one of the boys that makes me gasp out loud. This was one of those photos.