8 MONTHS...BOO!

My how fast they grow.  8 months flew by like...swoosh!  Although X will always be my baby, he's growing up so fast that referring to him as a baby is going to be a memory of the past pretty soon -- by the way, major pet peeve of mine is parents referring to their child as a baby when they clearly are way past that stage in life.  I mean, to each their own, but once they start walking they really aren't a BABY anymore.  You gave them a name for a reason.  Start using it instead of saying "the baby's things are over there" or "the baby needs to eat".  Super annoying.  Even now I very rarely refer to X as "the baby".  I get that a lot of people do this, but why?  Don't you want your child to have another identity besides that of being a baby?  Any who...moving on.

So last Sunday X turned 8 months old.  We celebrated by watching football (his dad), and taking this picture.  As you can see my pumpkin masterpiece did not make the photo, and for good reason.  I still have yet to carve that sucker.  I better get on it since Halloween is right around the corner.

As usual I opted to wait until the last minute to make most of the stuff for the picture.  The only thing I really had finished when I posted the sneak peek was the teeny tiny white pumpkin.  The day before this picture was taken I started cutting out the letters for the sign...while driving up to the Big Bear area no less.  I only managed to cut out a few letters since car sickness kicked in not too long after I started.  So basically I spent a few hours the day of scrambling to get everything done.  I just love procrastination.  I'm so good at it.

Any new X accomplishments in the past month you ask?  Why yes sirs and ma'am's there are.  X has another tooth...that makes the count 3, and he's standing up on his own...with the support of an object of course.  This little pumpkin is going to be walking pretty soon I think.  I can't wait.  I really hope you all can sense the sarcasm.  Blogger really needs emoji's.  They really can convey true emotion. X is also starting to learn how to feed himself little snacks, and I think he loves the freedom...and the snacks.

So with that I will end this post here.  X is napping and I'm trying to find a dinner date since X's dad is doing his fantasy basketball draft.  Hope you all have a spooktacular day (gag me with my corniness)!

8 MONTH SNEAK PEEK!

I don't usually use holidays as a monthly photo theme, but I just couldn't resist all of the different pumpkins Trader Joe's had, thus a holiday theme photo we shall have.  I can't believe how fast the months are going by.  I'm still not even done with everything...a pumpkin still needs carving, letters still need to be cut out, and X turns 8 months on Sunday.  Yikes!  There's still so much to do and so little time.  I probably shouldn't have decided on such an intricate and elaborate pumpkin design, but I like to plan big.  I should really either a) stop trying to do so much or b) stop procrastinating.  B probably will never happen.  A probably won't either.  Oh well...hopefully I finish it in time for the shoot, and if not, you better believe there's going to be a post about it later on.  Check back Sunday to see the final outcome...and if my crazy pumpkin made the cut.

PUMPKIN PATCHES AND GYMBOREE

Well it's been a minute since I've last blogged about this little man that has taken over my life.  I've been too lazy to really write anything.  Now that X is mobile, keeping up with him is exhausting me.  Everything changes once they start crawling.  Last week I had written up a fairly long post, but decided against posting it for personal reasons.  Last week was also heavy with the doctor visits for myself.  On Monday I had my yearly pap, and then the following day I had to see my regular doctor because I had a ginormous bite on my leg that was freaking X's dad out.  It was pretty big, but I usually shrug these kind of things off.  It's a good thing that X's dad is annoyingly persistent because my doctor thinks it could possibly be a tick bite and decided to start me on antibiotics to fight against Lyme disease.  Yikes!  I still only think it's a disgusting mosquito bite, but better safe than sorry, I guess.  I find out my fate this coming week.  So now you're probably wondering where the hell I managed to get a tick bite from.  Well, last Saturday we had to go to X's dad's sisters house for her daughter's birthday, and while there I was bitten.  I always thought ticks were a wooded area kinda bug, but I guess I was wrong.  Well, actually...who knows if I'm wrong.  It's probably just a mosquito bite. 

Enough about ticks, mosquito's, and bites.  This past Friday we took X to the Tanaka Farm's Pumpkin Patch in Irvine.  OMG it was so hot!  I was super hungover from the night before and hating life already, but damn the heat.  It made me feel 10x's worse.  Once we got there we didn't stay for long.  We rode the wagon, and then I managed to embrace the heat for 5 minutes to pick out a pumpkin for X, and then we left.  I felt kind of bad that I didn't take more pictures of X, or spend more time there to check out the other attractions, or you know, pick out a better pumpkin, but hangover and heat just don't mix.  After the farm we headed to South Coast Plaza to do some window shopping...which inevitably turned into real shopping.  Doesn't it always?  X's grandma bought him a new winter wardrobe, and a Christmas outfit.  I inherited my shopping gene from her.  It is probably my most expensive vice.  I don't know what I'm going to do if I ever have a daughter.  Girls clothes are so much cuter than the stuff they have for boys.  I'm going to have to sell a kidney or something.

I realize that a lot of my posts revolve around malls, shopping centers, and basically shopping in general.  It seems like all we do is take X to buy shit.  That is not a completely accurate assumption.  While X's dad and I both like to shop, we also like taking X to do other things.  Just this Saturday we took X to Gymboree.  He had a blast.  He was all over the place.  While every other baby stayed near their parents, X was just ready to explore everything...with or without his dad or me.  Although he likes it now, I'm not sure how long he'll stay interested.  To be honest, the Gymboree we went to wasn't too impressive, but more than anything we want to take him so that he can interact with other babies in his age group.  I also have a friend who takes her daughter there as well, so it's fun to let X and her daughter hang out.  I'm not sure how much they like each other, but he was about to chew on her feet, so there's got to be some level of comfort there.  God I hope X doesn't have some foot fetish when he grows up.  I hate feet.  Ick!  So since X enjoyed Gymboree so much, we decided to sign him up.  I have a feeling I'm going to get sick of Gymboree much sooner than X will, but I will suck it up for him.  That's how much I love you son!

Well...duty calls.  X is playing alone in his little "penalty box" aka his play yard thing, so I guess I better stop ignoring him, and actually engage him in some activity.  I think this is one of the only posts that I've written during the day.  I suppose I could have written this last night while X was asleep, but I binge watched Kingdom.  Pretty hooked on that show.  It's extremely unfortunate what happened to the lead actress, Kiele Sanchez and her still birth.  I just can't even imagine how devastating it would be to lose your baby one month before it was due.  Such a terrible thing to have to experience.  Geez...Way to be a Debbie Downer.  Okay.  Sneak peek for next weeks shoot coming up soon.  Such a lagger I am.  Bye!