2 months, 3 weeks, 1 day... an update.

The problem with a blog is that it requires Internet.

Something that up until today, we have been without for the last month. Not having the Internet is almost like going to the store and realizing you left your cell phone at home. Even though more then likely no one is going to call you, you still feel like you should go back and get it... just in case. Since he has already changed so much since I last wrote, I will go ahead and give you the last month of Wyatt's life in a nutshell.

Poop, Eat, Sleep... x 30.

Kidding. Though maybe that is what all those normal, run-of-the-mill, babies are doing... our extraordinary son is far beyond the normal standards of infancy.

Kidding again.... but isn't it funny how you always think your little one can do anything? Not only can he do anything, he can do it 1000 times better, cuter, faster then anyone else? I think its just bred into us to think our kids are the best... or else when they get older and the cuteness wears off and the awkward, moody stage of the teenage years kick in, we might end up leaving them on the corner. Luckily I have a few more years to figure out a better way to deal with that...

So anyways, Wyatt- or Einstein reincarnate- is smiling now which is amazing. He has been for awhile and now we are quickly approaching a possible giggle. I can see it in there and I can almost hear it, but its like he can't figure out how to get it out. He is drooling all over the place which makes me think teeth might be on the way. He is holding toys and bringing them to his mouth, where he attempts to gum the life out of them. Bentley is beginning to discover the similarities between his and Wyatt's toys and it is all I can do to keep Wyatt from sharing them with him. He can almost roll over but depending on what jammies he has on, his leg tends to get caught and he can't quite get it out from behind him. So close though... so close. He is sleeping through the night... or what I consider a night. I put him to bed at 10 and he wakes up around 6 wanting to eat. I am trying to push him to wait until 7, a more reasonable wake-up time for me, but alas I have realized this is his world and I am just living in it. He is sleeping in his own bed again after a quick dabble into the world of co-sleeping. I loved having him there, which I knew I would, but Bryan was more leery of the situation and anxious to get him back on his own. As soon as I put him back he started sleeping through the night again... so I guess it works out for the good of all.

Bryan and I celebrated our 1 year anniversary on July 11th. Bryan's sister, Amber, watched him for us while we made our way to Cannon beach. It was so nice to be able to get out, just the two of us. You don't realize how much a baby consumes your life until he is out of it for a bit. But after a few hours we were ready to return to our little one. Amber was rather surprised we were back as early as we were, but I was to get our little family together again.

So that's life as it is for the moment... the thing about babies is that they change every day, which means you have to change too. I am still trying to figure out what it means to be a mom and a wife... and a friend... and a daughter... and all the other roles I play in this world. Its not an easy balance, but one I think I am managing to maintain. My family always comes first and as long as I remember that and keep Wyatt and Bryan in the forefront of all other things I know we will get by.

So here's to tomorrow and the changes it will surely bring... like crawling? Oh dear.