Lindsay Sledge

a blog about life with Micah, Denver, Everett, and Presley the dog

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3 Month Letter to Everett

Dear Everett,

Happy three months little man. Let’s start with a mom confession: I totally call you Evie. When you’re older, this probably won’t be cool, and I’ll start calling you Everett again. Right now, though, you’re so little and Evie seems to suit you. So, Evie it is.

Tummy time champ

You still love your moose

You are laughing a lot this month, and I am loving it! So is your brother, Denver, who is the cause for much of your laughter. You think it’s funny when he bounces on the trampoline, and you watch everything he does all day long. I hardly have to entertain you half the time because you are mesmerized by watching him. Sometimes he makes loud excited sounds, and you mimic them, and it’s amazing to watch you two interact in this way. I’m so thankful that you’re becoming best buds.


Brotherly love

While you laugh a lot, you did have a complete breakdown at church one Sunday morning. I think you were overtired, but honestly, it was a bit uncharacteristic for you. You were so panicked that I couldn’t calm you down and had to ask Dad to assist. He came back to the nursery area, rocked you in a chair, and you immediately calmed down and fell asleep. It was sweet and lovely and I’m so glad that you love your Dad so much.

Everett, you’ve discovered your tongue and you think it’s fun to stick it out all the time. You also love it when I stick my tongue out at you. We sit on the couch sticking our tongues out at each other, and it’s a fun way to spend the afternoons. Speaking of body parts, you’re finally filling out your belly. You’ve been such a skinny baby up to this point. Keep drinking that milk, little man. Your feet are also fun. You have these little zebra and tiger socks that you wear in your bouncy chair, and you kick and stare and try to grab ahold of these socks each day. So cute!

That tongue!

Those socks!

This month you experienced a first: swimming in the pool! The cool water initially alarmed you, but you adapted very quickly and actually enjoyed floating around with me. I’m planning to take you to the pool pretty often, so get pumped!

This is a pic from the pool. I couldn’t take one in the water because I didn’t want to get the phone wet!

Finally, we took some family photos this month to make sure we captured you as a baby! Everett, it was tricky to take the pics. You acted like a sweet little champion baby, but Denver continually tried to derail the process. It’s a wonder that we were able to get any good pics! But, we did, and you’re adorable, and I’m so thankful to have memories from this season.

Love love LOVE you little Evie! Happy three months!




Bouncing Back from Birth

Each time I birth a baby, I feel incredible pressure from friends and family to get back to my regular life. When will I stop going to bed early? When will I travel again? When will I get a sitter and go out? When will I lose the last ten pounds and fit into my jeans? Basically, when will I go back to being who I once was?

With my first child, I tried so hard to bounce back quickly. I didn’t want people to see that I was struggling, and I had a hard time setting boundaries. I took on too much too soon, and I paid a heavy price physically and mentally.

This time around, I feel the pressure, and I feel guilt. I also feel the extra ten pounds when I try to squeeze into my shorts that still will not fit. I want to be back to my old routines, and my old weight. I feel like I am letting people down when they bring up what life was like before the new baby or when they glance at my midsection curious as to why I lost the weight much more quickly with my first.

This time around, though, I know better. I know it takes time to bounce back. I know that I will bounce back. I also know that these first few months with a newborn are challenging and draining and that what my family and I need most is a calm home environment and togetherness. Most of all, my newborn needs me. Life around me continues to move swiftly, but life in my home pauses for a period. In many ways, it is a holy period, a sacred time of learning to love and live with a new little person. This time around, I am embracing the pause, I am breathing in the simple moments, and I am cherishing this season in my heart.

Babies are only little for so long, and that so long is fleeting. So yes, one day I’ll put on my size six jeans, arrange for a babysitter, travel to Europe, and spend my nights walking the streets in Lucerne or dancing beneath the stars in Venice. I’ll stay up late to see the newest Marvel movie in theaters with my best friends, and I’ll join a sports league to get some exercise and burn off this baby weight.

In the meantime, I am going to nurse my new baby to sleep. I am going to kiss his sweet head, smile back at him when snugging him into his swaddle blanket, and whisper how very much I love him. Because one day he won’t need me to swaddle him up, read him a book, or sing him a song in order to drift off to sleep. He won’t need me, because he had me, and these memories we are making matter more to me than almost anything else could.

Bouncing back from birth is overrated. It’s much more fulfilling to bounce around a house with little people who don’t care about your weight or what life was like before they were born. With the birth of each baby is the birth of a new relationship and a new journey into motherhood. What joy this brings. So, I’ll see you all in a few months. Right now, I’m off to bounce with my baby.

2 Month Letter to Everett

Dear Everett,

Happy two months, little man! I am loving this age. You are so adorable, with your big smiles that start at the eyes, and your gentle laughter, which I can literally feel in your chest and back while holding you. You have a very sweet personality, and it melts my heart when you stare into my eyes for long periods of time.

Sweetest smile

You are outgrowing your evening fussiness, and I am soooo thankful! You definitely made full use of the witching hours, but you’ve recently calmed and evenings are more enjoyable. You especially settle down at bath time now that you bathe with Denver. It’s pretty adorable watching you two in the tub together. I love seeing your friendship grow.

It still takes some time to get you to sleep each night, but you are a tremendous sleeper, waking only 1-2 times a night to nurse, and going back to sleep fairly easily. You switched from a velcro swaddler to a blanket swaddle midway through the month, and you definitely prefer being able to move around more. The night sleep has been such a relief for your Dad and me, so please keep it up, little buddy!


You’ve already hit your first major milestone, and that’s because you are ROLLING! At five weeks you surprised me when you rolled from your tummy to back. Then you did it several more times in a row, and again the next day! What a champ. I keep a close eye on you now because I am always afraid you’re gonna roll off furniture.

This has nothing to do with rolling, but it’s cute.

Ev, I absolutely love your expressions. You have many. They are the most obvious when you are staring at your toy moose, Mortimer. I am glad to see that you have a goofy side. You are also very happy while playing on your play mat. You’re already swatting at toys, and it’s interesting to see that you have an independent side. You will play on your mat for 30 minutes at a time, and it’s very peaceful to watch.

Seriously, what is this expression? You and Den look like you’re up to something!

I told Dad you look like a boss and Denver looks like your muscle. So hilarious!

Your hair is getting longer now, and there is one spot that is extra long in the back. Dad calls it your Alfalfa patch, and it makes me laugh because it often sticks up a bit.

Alfalfa patch

As calm as you are, you detest the car seat. You seem to run warm, and you get hot in the car, which makes you cry louder, which makes you sweat more. Good grief. The car seat is your friend, Everett! I am hoping you’ll learn this soon.

You look somewhat less than amused

Everett, you really are an incredibly sweet little boy, and it’s lovely how easily you’re comforted when Dad and I pick you up. We love you so much and are so thankful that you’re a part of our family. Happy two months! You actually get two pics because I can’t decide which is the best.

This pic shows your scrappy side.

This pic shows your calm side. LOVE your calm side.



1 Month Letter to Everett

Dear Everett,

You are here! I’m so delighted, little man, because you took your time arriving. I could not believe it when I reached 40 weeks and you decided to stay put, so when you officially arrived at 40 weeks and 6 days, it was such a relief! I was worried about your size, and for no good reason. You weighed only 7 lbs, 1 oz. at birth. Clearly you needed that extra week to put on some weight. You were long, though, born at 20.5 inches. Your weight is picking up now, and I’ll be curious to see the weight to height ratio at your next appointment.

Let me just say, you’re adorable. You have long fingers and toes, a prominent nose that looks just like your daddy, and my cleft chin! I still remember the moment the doctor placed you on my chest immediately after birth, and I pray I’ll remember that feeling for the rest of my life. It was a holy moment.

Not the first moment, but very soon after

This first month had it’s ups and downs. Week 1 you were a perfect angel baby, napping all day, sleeping all night, and barely crying. It was calm and comforting to us all. Week 2 was rough. You woke up a bit, became much more vocal, and decided you didn’t want to nap during the day. I really think it had a lot to do with tummy troubles that have since settled down. Life has calmed considerably these last two weeks. We’re still working on naps, but I’m getting better at reading your sleep cues, and you seem to be more comfortable with the nap routine. You’re happy for an hour of awake time, and then I calm you (or try to) and swaddle you up. The evenings are rough from 6-9ish, but there have been a few calmer nights recently, and I am hoping that you’re settling into a nightly routine. At the very least, you are amazing at nursing quickly and going back to sleep at night on your own. That is a wonderful gift to Dad and me, and we are so thankful.

Nap time success thanks to a perfect swaddle

Getting ready for bed with Dad and Denver

Let’s talk about your brother. He loves you, and he’s perplexed by you. When you wake from naps, he comes running to help pick you up. When you were crying one day, he grabbed a nearby pacifier, bolted from a room so fast that he ran into a door, and continued into your bedroom where he gave you the paci. He reads to you, holds you, and asks for you whenever we are at mealtime and you’re not in your seat. So that’s the positive. He has tried to launch off of you a few times, there have been some close calls with his feet kicking near you, and he tried to pick you up all by himself once and you both fell to the floor. I am thankful that babies are durable.

Meeting your brother for the first time

Denver loves to read to you

Speaking of durable, you visited the ER this month. I was babywearing you in the backyard on a very muddy day. Denver was covered in mud, and I bent down to take off his shoes. In the process, you fell out of the baby carrier, head first, and landed on the deck. I am SOOOOOOO sorry, Everett! You are fine, but let me say, it was the absolute worst day of my life. Love you, little man. (If it helps, please know that you projectile pooped in my hair one day.)

Poor little head

I am still getting to know your personality, but I get the impression that you’re generally calm and snuggly. You absolutely love being carried, hate taking baths, and make the cutest facial expressions. Dad and I are both smitten.

My sweet snug bug

First bath at home

So many expressions

Happy 1 month Everett! Welcome to Team Sledge!



P.S. Here is one of our first pics as a family of four!

18 Month Letter to Denver

Dear Denver,

Little man, you are so loved! Toddlerhood is a great stage for you, and the last six months have been my favorite so far. You have grown from a baby into a little boy, and I am so thankful to watch you learn and play each day.

My handsome boy

Let’s start with music. You are a dance machine! When you hear music, you cannot sit still. You wave your arms, kick your feet, spin in circles, and have invented quite a few impressive dance moves. The most original is what your Dad affectionately named the “stanky arm.” I have never met someone who loves to dance as much as you, and I love that it’s such an important part of your personality. Along with dancing, you love playing the piano, harmonica, and train whistle. You will even do hand motions to songs like “Baby Bumblebee.” Our house is very loud and full of joy since music is playing all day long.

I wish this were a singing pic, but you’re really just being crazy.

You have so many words now! “Clock” is probably your favorite, followed closely by the phrase “Oh no!” You can recognize the letters “a,” “c,” and “o” as well as the numbers “five” and “six.” You also know many animal noises, and it’s adorable watching you sound like an elephant, horse, owl, and dinosaur. You can even name numerous body parts, including your heart and butt!

Being cute in the kitchen

This should come as no surprise, but you’re fast on your feet, climbing everything in sight. This is both fascinating and frustrating. I love watching you climb ladders and chairs and stairs. I do not enjoy prying you off the back of couches, the kitchen table, and any other dangerous items you so quickly scale. Seriously, I cannot take my eyes off of you.

On top of the kitchen table

Your Aunt Lo moved to Nashville this summer, and she is basically your best friend. When she comes over to play, you run to the door and grab her hand and take her to your newest toy. She walks you around the neighborhood, letting you explore, and she has bought some of your favorite toys, including an art easel and bubbles. I love watching the love you both have for each other. The laughter is contagious.

Aunt Lo bought you the Star Wars shirt.

You are incredibly mechanical. Aunt Lo always tells me to keep tools away from you because you’ll tear apart the house. I think she’s right. You have a knack for finding how furniture and appliances are put together, and you use your tools to pretend to work on everything. You even help Dad with small projects around the house because you understand how screwdrivers and hammers work. It’s incredible to watch you think and process information. Truly, you amaze me.

Helping Dad set up some shelves

You are not the biggest fan of new experiences. You played in snow for the first time, and it lasted about 15 minutes. Next year, I’ll try to get you some actual snow gear so you’re not as cold. You also took swim lessons. During the first lesson, you were the screamer in the pool, crying and shivering, and it was really pitiful to watch. By the last lesson, you were dragging Dad to get in the pool with you, chasing all the fish around, and blowing bubbles in the water. It was an amazing transformation, and I’m grateful that we took lessons!

We traveled to Virginia again, this time for Christmas! It was a quick trip, and honestly one of the easier ones. Now that you eat all solid food, we didn’t have to pack any bottles or baby food. We spent much time with Great Grammie and Grandpa, and you had lots of fun running around their house on Christmas Eve.

Fun times with Great Grammie and Grandpa!

We had some big life events come up over the last six months. The first is that we moved! The train noise was not great for my sanity, so your Dad and I decided to move to Franklin. Our new house is train free, a bit bigger, and we’ve all adapted well. The backyard is quite a bit smaller, more kid friendly, and I enjoy watching you run around the big tree in the afternoons. We also take many walks around the neighborhood, making great use of the sidewalks.

Walking on the sidewalk, so happy

Even though we no longer live by a train, you still wanted to be a train conductor for Halloween!

The bigger news is that you’re about to become a big brother! I know, I can’t believe it either! Little Everett is due at the end of March, and I am so excited to introduce you to each other. I have LOVED having a sister so close in age, and I pray that you will love having a little brother so close in age as well. I pray that you will be best friends, playmates, and companions for your entire lives. You have such a helpful personality, and I know that you will be an amazing big brother.

Dad is training you up to be a big helper.

Denver, you are so loved. Often, in the evenings, you have three adults and two dogs sitting with you during your bedtime routine. Your room is filled with love, and I am thankful for the peaceful routine we’re in right now. Thanks for being such a charismatic kid, for giving hugs, and snuggling up during tv time. Thanks for grabbing my hand and pulling me around the house because you’re so interested in showing me everything that brings you excitement. I love being your Mama, and I cherish these days while you’re still little and full of such physical love.

With love,



12 Month Letter to Denver

Dear Denver,

Happy Birthday baby boy! I have been procrastinating writing this letter because I didn’t want to face the truth. You are one year old now, no longer a baby, but a walking, talking toddler. How did this happen?!!

You were so little!!!

We celebrated your birthday in style this month with a Dinosaur Train themed party. My family traveled miles from Virginia and Florida, and of course your Dad’s local family was here for your big day. Your party was on your actual birthday, since it was a Sunday, and that made the day extra special. Here are some pics from the party. Thanks especially to Aunt Lo and Aunt Hannah who helped with the party decorations!

Top: Family Pic; Bottom Left: The Cake; Bottom Right: Opening Presents

Top Left: Out of towners (minus Paul); Top Right: Paper Mache Dino: Bottom Left: Dinosaur Cake; Bottom Right: More Dinos

This month, you became a very snuggly baby. Seriously, I LOVE this development. You give hugs, snuggle in laps, and cuddle stuffed animals as you roll across the floor. You also sneak up on Presley and give him bear hugs. This sweet, snuggly side of your personality developed rather quickly and out of the blue, and your Dad and I are so thankful for the hugs.

Snuggling Dad at Musicians Corner

I cannot express how bright you are. You are so quick at picking up on sequences. In the morning, you run to your night light, remove it from the wall, and try to put the plastic outlet protector in the outlet. This is your first task each day, and it’s remarkable to me that it’s your priority. Also, you have this record player that you have nearly mastered. You pick up the player and place it in the middle of the floor, open the back to remove the records, lay the player on its back, place the record in the correct position, and turn it until it locks into place. You’re still learning how to move the needle and turn the crank, but seriously, you learned this sequence by watching others, and I am amazed!!!

DJ Sledge

It’s been interesting to watch your interests develop over the year. You now have favorite things. Your favorite books are Giraffes Can’t DanceMoo Baa La La LaMy First Baby AnimalsLittle Blue Truck, and Mr. Brown Can Moo, Can You. Your favorite food, hands down, is bread. Your favorite activity is pushing furniture and toys around the house. You also love chalk, watching Dad mow the lawn, and being chased. When Presley eats out of your hand, you laugh hysterically.

Walking and chalking. Also, you look like a wizard yielding a wand.

It’s hard to believe, but you also love cleaning! You grab the broom and dustpan and sweep the floors. You also grab paper towels and toilet paper and dust all of the furniture in the house. When you pull clothes out of your drawers, you now often put them back in (unfolded, but still). I love that you are so helpful, and I hope this love for cleaning sticks!

Dusting my bed frame

I haven’t talked much this year about your stats, but it’s time. Denver, you are a big, strong boy. You are 32 inches tall, in the 97th percentile, and 23 lbs 8 oz., in the 80th percentile. Additionally, you finished the year with FOURTEEN teeth! You think it’s hilarious to point and say “teeth.” You also love brushing yours in the morning and evening. I am thankful that you are growing so well. Praise God!

Well buddy, my booga bear and little dude man, Happy Birthday! I love you so very much and am delighted to be your mama. You bring such joy to life.

With love,


When am I going back to work?

When am I going back to work?

I am asked this question, or a similar version, often. Do I miss work? Do I think about going back to work? What exactly do I do all day?


I have to believe that people do not understand the implications of these questions, or else they wouldn’t ask. Allow me to clarify.

I DO work, inside the home. I am a full time nanny, housekeeper, chef, budget analyst, and chauffeur. I doctor wounds, teach life skills, and counsel emotions. The current headline on my resume, SAHM, may not impress many, but it matters more than any job I’ve ever done.

I DO miss working in an office. I miss the commute when I sang the Hamilton Soundtrack at the top of my lungs. I miss my coworkers, our random jokes, lunch dates, and fantasy football banter. I miss completing a task and receiving recognition for a job well done.

Of COURSE I think about working outside the home. I spent years moving up in the music industry, finally making it to manager. It seems so silly sometimes that I stepped back to stay at home with my son. After all, isn’t the American dream to work hard, climb the corporate latter, and gain success in the form of title and salary?

This is what people are implying when they ask me when I’m going back to work. The implication is that what I am doing is not real work, not true success.

It’s taken a year to settle into life as a SAHM, and here is what I know now. Success is sometimes simple. It’s happily reading the same book to my son ten times a day because it’s his favorite. It’s persuading him to sip milk from a straw after he’s refused countless times before. Success is teaching a child to nap and watching him fall asleep on his own each day. Some days success looks like surviving, and the best I can do is keep everyone alive. Other days success is a clean home, cooked meal, and walk to the park. It’s ok that I don’t have a gig on the side, that I don’t work part-time or full-time outside the home. What defines success is not the lines on my resume, it’s the smiles and laughter, hugs and snugs that I receive from my son each day.

Please stop asking me when I’m going back to work. I am at work.

“Children are not a distraction from more important work. They are the most important work.” Dr. John Trainer

With love,


11 Month Letter to Denver

Dear Denver,

I’ve got two words for you: Chicken Pox. That’s right, little buddy. Very few kids get Chicken Pox these days, because most kids are vaccinated between 12-15 months. Somehow you managed to beat the odds, and we spent a lovely two weeks on house arrest. You had a bad case of the pox, and some of your spots have yet to heal. You handled it like a champ, though, with very little scratching or fussing, even with a high fever on days three and four. At least you picked a good weekend to show your spots. My dad, Pappy, was in town to help entertain you during the worst of it. He even brought you an early birthday present, an adorable red rocket, and you spent hours riding around in style!

Chicken Pox

Riding on your red rocket!

Along with your new wheels, you have an impressive new skill: walking! You are walking and proud of it. You strut around the house all day long, carrying objects, dragging furniture, and smiling. I bought you some sandals so that you can walk around in public. Watching you walk around Percy Warner, Cheekwood, downtown, and the library is so much fun.

Walking around Percy Warner…apparently there are dinosaurs.

Walking around downtown

Speaking of the Nature Center, it is one of your favorite places to visit. You love pointing out the animals and learning their names. I think the beaver and fox are your favorite animals at the moment.

Nature Center

This month, you swam in a pool for the first time! I was nervous to take you because baths have been such a struggle. You always want to stand in the tub and end up screaming and flailing as Dad and I try to sit you down. FYI, a bath mat solved this problem, and I wish we’d bought one earlier. Back to the pool. It was such fun! You love swimming. You enjoy riding around in your inflatable raft, and you really love when I toss you in the air. Your laughter and giggles melt my heart, and I can’t wait to take you to another pool soon.

First pool party!

You spent a lot of time with your grandmother this month. You both explored Cheekwood, played with a train whistle, and climbed a big tree! You also met your Aunt Amanda for the first time.

Meeting Aunt Amanda and playing with your grandmother

This month we went to the allergist, and the doctor confirmed that you have a peanut allergy. Good grief, little buddy. There is so much delicious food you’ll be missing out on. On the bright side, there’s a 20% chance that you will outgrow the allergy, and we found out that you can still eat Chick-Fil-A. Perhaps you won’t befriend any aliens with Reese’s Pieces, but at least you can pretend to be a cow and get a free sandwich each year.

Peanut appointment

This new trick from Pappy reminds me of ET.

I love you, Denver! Thanks for being such a hilarious, smiley, baby boy. Happy 11 months.

With love,


10 Month Letter to Denver

Dear Denver,

Happy 10 months! This was one of my favorite months with you. You’ve learned so many words, and we are able to communicate during the day. You say, “hey,” “mama,” “dada,” “book,” “stinky,” “dog,” “light,” and “tree!” You also point and say “this is” anytime you want to know the name of an object. It amazes me how curious you are about the world around you, and it’s adorable listening to you mimic words in your sweet little baby voice.


Speaking of the world around you, you seem to be one with nature. I call you Pocahontas. Dad and I bought you a water table, and you love playing with it in the afternoons. Often the wind is blowing. Whenever you feel the breeze, you look up at the trees, hold an object in the air, and say “tree.” I love watching you enjoy the outdoors, and I’m thankful for the warm, sunny weather.

Feeling the breeze

You’re a smart kiddo. You learned to clap this month. You also discovered that objects have tops, bottoms, and sides. For instance, you are now aware that the bed has edges, and you can fall off if you are not careful. It is so funny watching you crawl to one side, peer over the edge. and crawl back to the other side. You also can find objects that fall underneath furniture. You get down on your belly and crawl under furniture to retrieve toys. Super cute. Because of your understanding of objects, you have an intense love for peekaboo. You hold blankets in front of your face, duck down below the edge of your pack n play, pop up over the back of the couch, and even move beyond view of the iPhone camera to play peekaboo. You don’t yet know how to say peekaboo, but occasionally you yell “stinky” which is hilarious.

The progression of a clap!

After what has felt like a never ending bottle strike, you’ve decided that you are willing to drink from sippy cups. In fact, you love it! You love sipping water in the afternoons, after we play outside, and you’re great about tipping the cup back to drink. What a relief! Along with drinking water, you’ve tried many new foods this month. While bread is your absolute fave, grapes are a close second. The more sour the grapes, the better! As much as you love grapes, you were not thrilled with the lemon you tried. Your faces were priceless, but Dad and I won’t feed you any more lemons anytime soon.

Lemon faces

Speaking of avoiding foods, you appear to have a peanut allergy. I put less than a teaspoon of peanut butter on an apple slice. You mashed it all over your face and put the tiniest bit in your mouth. Within a minute, you started to cry. Within 5 minutes, you’d broken out into hives all over your face, were making weird motions with your tongue, and started coughing. I called the pediatrician, and once they heard you coughing, they advised me to call 911. A fire truck and ambulance showed up and whisked us both to Vanderbilt Children’s Hospital. You were fine, but we now have an EpiPen, Benadryl, and an appointment with an allergist scheduled soon.

Clockwise from top left: trip in the ambulance, happy to see Daddy, flying around the ER, playing with monitors

On a more positive note, your Nanny and Aunt Lo came to visit this month! We had so much fun. With Nanny, we visited The Loveless Cafe, and you tried your first bits of bacon! We walked around Cheekwood and were nearly attacked by geese. We also played with chalk for the first time, and you tried to eat it!

Clockwise from top left: Loveless, Cheekwood, chalk art, snugs

With Aunt Lo, we visited the zoo and were also nearly attacked by geese! We walked to the park, visited the Loveless again, and played tag around the house. You absolutely love when Aunt Lo chases you, and you smile whenever she’s around.

Clockwise from left: getting ready for the zoo, swinging at the park, blowing bubbles at the park, playing with chalk

Happy 10 months Denver! You are such a handsome, talkative, giggly little man. What a joy to spend each day with you.

With love,



9 Month Letter To Denver

Dear Denver,

Happy 9 months little dude! I cannot believe that you’ve been on the outside as long as you were inside. So much has happened over the last 9 months, and it’s amazing to realize how many unseen changes occurred during pregnancy. God is so good and unique and creative and wonderful.

How handsome are you in this baseball uniform?!!

This month we explored Nashville. We spent a lovely day at Cheekwood. Thanks to Aunt Lindsey for the yearly pass! While I enjoyed the pretty flowers and walking paths, you loved watching the toy trains. The track is pretty epic, and it was fun to show you how trains move since you normally only see the top of trains running behind our fence each day.

We also pretended to be Titans for the day at Sports Fest at Nissan Stadium. It was awesome. We played on the field, explored the locker room, and took a picture with the Easter Bunny. I still cannot believe the field was open for families to enjoy for a few hours. What a cool experience.

You had so much fun with Daddy at Sports Fest!

Speaking of the Easter Bunny, we celebrated your first Easter! You were a bit too young to appreciate Christmas this year, so Easter felt like your first true holiday experience. Dad and I made you an Easter basket which you opened Sunday morning. It was adorable watching you pull things out of the basket, and you especially enjoyed your new books! We went to church, and you were dressed in Dad’s old Easter outfit, sewn by your great grandmother! What a fun day as a family, what a joyful day to celebrate the life of Christ. I love Easter and hope you will grow to love it as well.

This month, you finally figured out how to eat finger foods. I am relieved. In prior months, you choked when I gave you anything but bread and Mum Mums to eat. Oranges seemed to help reduce your gag reflux. Once you learned how to eat oranges, you moved onto apples and carrots. I’m thrilled and excited to introduce you to many new foods next month.

You always share your food with me. Here you are offering me some oranges. How sweet!

You’re close to walking now, little buddy! You can stand on your own for a few seconds, pull up on just about anything (including walls), and can even cruise with a walker. You get so mad when Dad and I try to guide your walker around the house to prevent you from running into things and getting stuck. It’s amazing how quickly you’ve gone from rolling to crawling to cruising. I am ready for you to master standing and walking on your own, because you fall a lot right now. Three days in a row you fell and hit your head in the same spot, stressing out your Mama. I know this is part of the learning experience, though, so I am doing my best to guide you and also give you space. It’s a delicate balance for sure.

You seriously pulled yourself up to play the piano!

Separation anxiety has started rather suddenly. When we’re out in public and people smile, you cry! You stick out your bottom lip, and crocodile tears stream down your face. You don’t like when I leave you in the church nursery, and you had an intense sleep regression. Not only were you waking up in the middle of the night, but you were also pitching hour long fits before naps and bedtime. Basically, you want to be held 24/7. Goodness, I am relieved that the sleep regression has ended. The separation anxiety does not seem to be easing up though. I am enjoying the extra snugs. You tend to play with your toys for a few minutes and then crawl over and climb in my lap.

Attached at the hip

Helping you fall asleep

When you’re in my lap, it’s story time. You open the books, turn the pages (a bit roughly sometimes), and babble as I read. It seems like you’re reading the stories to me! Since we read so much, you’ve actually learned to say “book.” It sounds like “buh-ook” or “ook,” and it’s the cutest. If we’re playing in your room and I ask you to get a book, you’ll go over to your shelf and pick out a book to read. If you’re playing in your pack-n-play and I ask you to pick up a book, you do! How cool that you 1) know what a book is and 2) can say the word! I am so proud of you!

Denver, I love you. I love you so much. So does Dad. And Jesus. Please remember this always. You are incredibly loved.

Happy 9 months!

With love,


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