Reflecting

This cupcake was the most recent dessert I made, which was on Saturday.  Sadly, I came to the realization that I’ve made too many sugary treats the last couple of weeks.  This epiphany occurred when my husband was eating chocolate chips out of the bag because there wasn’t a cookie or scone or cupcake in the house.  It was then I realized that we needed to work on our diet for a little bit, and we agreed (me totally gung ho, and Eric…well, not-so) to go on a little bit of a cleanse, and vowed not to eat sweets for 10 days.  This is really killing my husband, because he LOVES to eat sweets, which I wasn’t surprised at, but it’s also killing me because I miss baking.  I suppose I could make sweet treats and bring them into work, but if I can’t at least enjoy one, is there a point?

So today, my post is not about sweets.  I need to get my mind off it, and for me, the easiest distraction to thinking about anything is my baby.  I have come to realize that they are more selfish and demanding than I originally thought (as I am a new mom), but I love it.  Being a mom is one of the best decisions I made.  However, one of my other loves, baking, only gets done when Matthew’s asleep, or Eric’s watching him.  It’s hard to bake and keep an eye on a small human.  

Today was one of those rare spring days in the Pacific Northwest where the sun shone and it was warm.  It was nice enough to take a walk with my mom and baby to the park.  While pushing Matthew in the swing, my mom made the comment that he’s been alive for the same amount of time he’s been in my womb.  And at that comment, I came to pause and reflect at all he’s been in my life, my husband’s life, and the family he was born into.  So indulge me a bit, as I reminisce some of the highlights with my baby.  It’ll be short, as I just want to share with you the past month.

Here he is in the swing.  He’s teething, so sorry for the drool.  Eric learned the hard way about the drool when he picked Matthew up above his head and some drool fell into his open mouth.  Haha, kills me every time I think about it.

Two little teeth have just erupted.  Which is good, because at 9 months I was getting worried.  (Well, not too worried, but I didn’t want him to reach his first birthday with no teeth and he’d have to gum his birthday cupcake.)  His new favorite thing?  Watching the cats.  He’s always staring at them, which is what he’s doing here.  I think they were chasing each other.

He’s tried to befriend the cats, but they only like him when he’s in his crib.  I think they think that Matthew won’t pull their tails.  But he can kick!  Here’s Matthew and Nico.

Here’s Matthew and Thomas.  (I have two cats, I promise!)  I apparently need to close the door to his room more often.

He’s taught himself to read.  Amazing for only 9 months!

And he’s made friends with a bear. 

And at the end of this somewhat random post, with Matthew sleeping, my mind is wandering back to what dessert I want to make.  I will leave you with a few, my friend, to satisfy your sweet tooth, since you might already be eating a sweet while you’re reading this.  And if you are, enjoy it.  You never know when it’ll go away.