Mason turned 9 months last week and off we went to the pediatricians office for his well visit. These visits just get easier and easier - there are way less concerns about anything and more just keep doing what you are doing discussions and moving on. I have less questions, they have less questions...and for once, I feel like we are really starting to figure out this parenting thing.
I will never forget when he had a fever a few weeks back of 102 and I called the nurses line frantic. The nurse on call called me back completely unfazed about his temperature and said we should only bring him in if it goes over 104 or if he has a fever for more than 3 days. 6 months ago we would have been rushing him to the emergency room, now we are giving him tylenol and going about our day.
Everyone told me that time would go by so quickly, they told me to cherish every moment. I worry every day that I didn't snuggle with him enough when he was a newborn, I didn't hold him enough, nap with him enough, walk with him enough...it all went by so quickly and I tried to keep up while it was happening. I should have stayed home more with him and just soaked it all in, I should have closed us off from the world more and watched every yawn, every stretch, every blink of those little eyes. I should have worried less about keeping the house clean, getting his playroom together, or grocery shopping.Read More