Last year at this time I was in California. Alex, Zach, and I were out there spending Thanksgiving with my amazing family and Zach’s equally amazing parents. This was the first time they met Alex, and just in the three months since he had been born he had grown immensely.
A year ago today, I noticed him grabbing small objects for the first time with his whole fist. Before that day, he would bat at them, but never hold on. He held on to a ring on his play mat, and continued to let go and grab it again and again throughout the day.
At this time, Alex had some interesting hair. (He still does, but not quite as interesting.) He never lost the full head of hair that he had been born with, but most of the hair on the sides and back or his head had thinned. The result of which gave him a hilarious baby mohawk.
Exactly one year ago yesterday, he laughed for the first time.
I don’t know why I have been thinking about one year ago, but the changes are amazing. Alex went from rolling over, just learning how to grasp an object, giggling for the first time, and waking up every 45 minutes to nurse, to a running, learning how to talk, hugging, dancing, singing, hilarious, sleeping through the night (most of the time), toddler.