It’s been awhile since Kyle’s last update!
To keep it short, his congenital hypothyroidism seems to be in check and nothing out of the ordinary in that area. Oh and wonderful news: our pediatrician thinks he might just have a transient form and that the hypothyroidism might disappear by his first birthday. Woo hoo!
He’s hitting them or might I say, blazing through them!
He’s eating purees, crawling like a fiend and sitting on his own with glee. His two bottom teeth have protruded which is making sleep time so much easier. He was fighting sleep and waking up so many times throughout the night. I felt like a zombie the past month.
I’m so proud of his achievements and can’t be any happier with his development. His personality is boisterous and loud, outgoing, sociable, and inquisitive about his expanding world. He was just a little squirming blob just a few months ago!
Until next time! More updated to come soon. Have a wonderful week! Bon siman!
Pimped out Fiat with false eyelashes. You gotta love LA.
I actually watched the owner of this vehicle come back to her car to grab her coat.
There must have been an emergency – at OfficeMax. Mmmhmm. Judgy-wudgy was a me.
It’s going to be one of those transparent excuses/lies from a toxic boyfriend: I’ve been meaning to write/call but…
I got nothing. I wrote several drafts but always stalled out or deleted them on the last second. This is my domain but I’m on the cut-off of where I want to take this blog. My interests in food have peaked and no longer excite me as such. I’m a stay-at-home mom but don’t wish to make this into another mommy blog. I’ve thought about closing it all together but alas, I’ve grown too attached to my name. That reminds me; have you ever read The Crucible by Arthur Miller? It’s one of my favorite classic reads since high school.
“Because it is my name! Because I cannot have another in my life! Because I lie and sign myself to lies! Because I am not worth the dust on the feet of them that hang! How may I live without my name? I have given you my soul; leave me my name!” (Miller, Arthur. The Crucible)
Excuse my tangent but couldn’t help it; too perfect of a chance not too quote one of my favorite authors.
And with that, I guess I’ll just take it post by post. Thank you for the heart to heart. I’m assuming you’ll be reading more of my mundane ramblings in the future than not.
Have a brilliant weekend.
I don’t understand the appeal of trends and copying what everyone else is doing. I do my own thing on my own time. I’m not uptight. I simply don’t care what others are doing and what others might think of me. Why can’t I be a good public blogger? I’m too bitchy for my own good and…
- I don’t care for pumpkin and finding 20 other uses for it.
- I find Pinterest overwhelming and am rarely on it.
- I don’t work for you. And you don’t owe me anything. I can’t churn out posts for others’ enjoyment. Kudos to them.
- If anyone noticed, we don’t celebrate much for the holidays. This might change for Kyle next year but Paul and I weren’t raised on 4th of July barbeques, endless Thanksgiving dinners and decorating a tree with ornaments that have special meaning.
- I like to speak on a personal basis sometimes and a public stage isn’t always the best outlet. I private those too @happyobligations
Oh well. All’s well that end’s well.
My new year’s resolution is always the same. I want happiness. I want happiness for our families, friends, … everyone. Everyone deserves happiness. Please be kind to one another but most importantly, to yourselves. See you guys in the new year!