one year old!

This week has been one of deep reflection for me. On Friday November 15, our Wild One will be one year old! This has been one of the fastest and happiest years of my life.

Geoffrey and I had always planned on naming our son Wilder, even years before I became pregnant for the first time. In 2016 came Remy, then our second baby Rowen who I lost in 2017, and finally, Wilder in 2018.

Wilder was and is our rainbow baby. He brought us great hope when we felt lost and sad.

He has been the sweetest, loveliest, and most easy-going baby from the start. I remember being pregnant and at the end of each day I would jump up and down and shake my belly in order to get some type of movement. He was just always so content in there and hardly ever moved around. The only thing that he would seem to move for was the sound of Remy’s voice. He would start dancing whenever she was being particularly loud! I was therefore certain that they would have a strong bond once he was born. That has definitely been the case! These two are as tight as can be.

Because he was so calm in my uterus, I questioned whether or not we should name him Wilder (if he turned out to be a boy) almost the entire time that I was pregnant. That is, until he was born. It was such a wild birth that everyone who met him afterwards said that he had already lived up to his name. After that, I never doubted our choice again.

Wilder is sweet and calm but with an adventurous side. He loves climbing and isn’t afraid to explore any furniture or object that stands in his way. He loves everyone and enjoys waving to and playing peekaboo with strangers. He can out-wave anyone!

He babbles constantly, says a few words, crawls, stands unassisted (!!), walks by only holding onto one of our hands and by pushing anything that moves across the house, loves to people watch, is sensitive, is a pretty good sleeper, still breastfeeds, and still has no teeth! I don’t know what will come first at this point- walking or teeth. He’s pretty close to both, I think.

Anytime I feel sad about him getting older I have to remember that it is a good thing. He is happy, healthy, and thriving. It is only natural that he will keep growing! This is also such a special time in my life- being pregnant and having children. I almost feel like my life is a fairy-tale. Once this phase is over, I will never again get to experience anything even remotely similar. Thus I am trying to soak in every moment that is humanly possible!

I am writing this post on November 10, 2019. On this exact date in 2017, when my niece was getting baptized, I found out that I was pregnant with our second child. While this time of year is one for rejoicing, I can’t help but feel a bit of sadness around our baby that I never came to know or hold. Remembrance Day alone is one for sombreness and reflection, and I will certainly be doing a lot of that during this week- for many reasons. We are blessed to live where we do and lead the life that we have. Sadness aside, I am truly thankful as well.

I wanted to include a prayer for Remembrance Day that was in our church bulletin:

Loving God,
Have mercy on your people,
And open our hearts to peace and love.
Reward all who have died for the country,
And grant that Canada
And all nations
May continue to work
For peace and justice.
Bless us in your service,
And help us to follow Jesus Christ,
Who is our Saviour and our Lord
Forever and ever.
Amen

If you are still reading this, thank you for joining me in my pregnancy journey and Wilder’s first year of his life! Also, for following me through all these trains of thought, trips down memory lane, and emotions. Here are a few pictures that I wanted to include because I have never shared them on my blog (or social media). Gosh, how my darling son has grown.

We will be celebrating Wilder this Saturday with the few family members that love him and have been in his life since the beginning.

Have a lovely lovely lovely week, everyone!

Emory

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eleven months old

Tomorrow, our dear sweet Wilder will be 11 months old.

Here are some great things that he accomplished over the last 30 days:

He now claps! My oh my it is the sweetest thing ever. He looks at his hands, keep one perfectly still, and brings the other one to it again and again.

He nods his head yes! He also says “yeah.”

He walks everywhere with his walker and push cart. He’s so strong as well! Remy will sit in the wooden stroller and Wilder pushes her around the house.

He thinks everything is funny. He has honestly only ever had a few grumpy days in his entire life and those were when he was sick. Other than that, he is always sweet and smiling.

He can load utensils with food.

He loves to feed other people, and often feeds us.

He still has ZERO teeth, but we see those little bumps coming through. I think this will be the month that he finally gets some. (Watch out, nipples!)

One more month until he is a year old … Time, you thief.

Emory

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book review: don’t drink the pink

“Don’t Drink the Pink” is the third children’s book by B.C.R. Fegan that I will be reviewing on my blog. 

This story is about a girl named Madeline. Madeline’s grandpa gives her a different coloured potion each birthday to drink down. These potions have fun and peculiar effects. Madeline is allowed to choose any colour except pink- that is, until her grandfather passes away.

Like “Don’t Ever Look Behind Door 32” and “The Day that A Ran Away,” this is another rhyming and colourful children’s book. Yet, while the previous two focus on number and alphabet learning, this one seems to have graduated to more mature subject matter, like growing up and death.

The back of the book states that it will explore “the reality of growing older.” I found that due to its whimsical nature, and especially the ending, I found it to be less realistic and more idealistic.

That said, I think that it might help Remy have a better understanding of death. This is something that we are trying to work on with her. So far we have only read through it once, and although she loved it, I didn’t go into great depth with explaining what really happened. I certainly will over the next few times that we reread it.

I think that “Don’t Drink the Pink” is a wonderful book for preschool-age children, up to perhaps grades 3 or 4. It is cute, sentimental, and honestly just a nice read. Look for it today.

This book was graciously sent to me to review on my blog. All words and opinions are mine.

Emory

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ten months old

Our Wilder is now 10 months old! This was a month of many, many new things for him.

Wilder saw the ocean! And mountains! Plus two new provinces! We got out of our prairie routine and took a 2-week vacation to BC where we mostly stayed with family. There, Wilder saw landscapes that he has never seen before. I will be very excited to share that with him when he is old enough to understand.

He now points to objects. He also gives high fives. It’s the cutest dang thing.

He says “mama” on repeat. I swear he also says “hey dad” sometimes as well.

He is constantly standing with support and walks along furniture.

He is still breastfed but is beginning to not want it as much. He now only wakes once or twice during the night, and nurses for just a few minutes. He is growing up too quickly!

Only 2 more months until he is a toddler. My mama heart just isn’t ready.

Emory

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nine months old

My darling son is now 9 months old. 9 months (minus 1 day) of carrying him inside of me, and 9 months (plus 4 days) of holding him on the outside.

Wilder had a big month of milestones. Here are some of them:

HE LEARNED TO CRAWL! Last month I thought that it could happen any day, and it did at 8.5 months exactly. He finally crawled on the day that Bridget passed away, sadly. He has certainly been keeping us busy ever since.

In addition to crawling, he can now pull himself up to a standing position. By using anything that gives him support, he hoists his booty off of the ground and stands up, then gently sits back down again.

He waves hello and goodbye! It is the cutest thing ever, and something that I don’t think Remy ever did. The brat. He loves waving and gets excited when you clap and cheer him on.

Unfortunately, he became pretty ill with a high fever for 3 days, which inevitably turned into roseola. He sported full-body rash for 2 more days after that, and only started to feel better on day 6. Remy had roseola at 10 months. It’s awful.

I can only imagine what next month will bring. Fingers crossed he gets his first tooth or two!

Emory

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