But, of course I can't let Paxton's 11 month birthday go by the wayside. So, here he is all his huge, chunky glory.
This kid is in full exploration mode. It took Pax longer to crawl than most babies due to his massive bulk, but he's on the move now. He is so big and strong and anything and everything doesn't stand a chance in his wake. He has pretty much destroyed his playroom, ripping down shelves, his magnetic chalkboard and pretty much anything else that he can get his mitts on. He's in that awesome "puppy stage" as my sister calls it. It's his world and I'm just living in it. All my things are his, especially my phone, remote, electrical cords, food (including the cats food), the trash cans, plastic bags and trash inside the trash cans ... oh the list could go on and on. I am overjoyed and beyond grateful for the playroom that I can just put him in there, close the gates and let him go to town on trying to cover every square inch of the floor in toys.
In the last month Paxton had his first cold (which he caught from me) and then a few weeks later he had his first fever that ended in a rash (which I then caught from him). Sick babies are the saddest things ever and taking care of a sick baby when you are sick yourself is a whole new kind of miserable. I took him to the pediatrician for his strange fever illness and he weighed in at 28.1 lbs and 31.3" long!!
I've moved him to one nap a day. This is a huge deal and I feel like it gives me SO much more flexibility and time to go out and do stuff during the day.
In addition to getting ready for Paxton's first birthday party next weekend, we are getting excited to head up to Maine to visit my parents at their lake cabin for 2 weeks. We are going to spend Paxton's birthday, my 30th birthday and the 4th of July there and I can't think of a better way to celebrate.