First, I want to say thank you for all of your kind comments and text regarding our news! I love continuing to write and build the pages of our family scrapbook, and we're honored that you enjoy following and reading too.
I'll be back with more baby details very soon!
But first, (in attempt to keep this blog in order by date) here are some summer photos.
A lot of these are from my phone and are a bit random. But they will help me to remember what a typical day of Summer 2015 looked like.
Lots of zoo trips...
....which also happened to be the place of Walt's first ice cream cone ; )
A lot of our summer days included visits to the Houston Children's Museum...
...which I learned is a momma's (of toddlers!) dream come true!
They have a special floor designed only for tiny ones. It's an area for them to play, climb, slide and explore. And the best part, it's so clean! Shoe covers are required, and toys (like balls in the ball pit!) are changed out and cleaned constantly. They also give each visitor a mesh bag to hold any toys that your baby may have put in his mouth. You turn it in for sanitation at the end.
The mall play centers are a nightmare. Dirty, grimy and lots of big kids trampling tiny ones. And they smell like cheese and dirty feet.
Thank you Houston Children's Museum for the perfect Tot Spot!
Summer brought Walt's one year check up.
Gone are the days of pulling up into a small parking lot and walking right in to see the doctor. Seeing the pediatrician here requires a parking garage, a hike through two buildings and a trip up to the top of a high rise.
Oh how I miss suburban life.
Walt was in the 90th percentile for height, and the 55th for weight!
Summer brought our first tooth brush! ; )
and our last bottle
:(
Walt did beautifully.... I did terribly.
Summer days included lots of pool time...
..park time....
..and a visit to any and all children's activity place in the city.
Summer also brought outlet shopping (so many here!)....
...and summer lunch dates with my baby boy.
And though they mean nothing to anyone else.... summer days also included lots of selfies.
Really, every day is full of selfies.
Troy sends many request/text throughout the day asking for pictures of Walt and I. He always wants to see what we're up to.
And a few more pics of summer days that need to be blogged, so that I can delete (and free up space) from my phone!
Is he not the sweetest?
And if I'm truly keeping this scrapbook for our memories, I have to note this about the summer:
Though our days were filled with new and enjoyable things, our hearts felt differently. Emotionally, it's been a tough summer. For both Troy and I. I keep waiting to be able to send that text to my mom and the girls that says, "It's gone! The homesickness ....it's gone! I'm okay now. We're good." But we're not good yet.
And if you're a military family, or away from home a lot, or have worked or gone to college on the other side of the country.....you probably think we're the biggest babies.
Or if you're going through something tragic, or life is hard, we probably sound terribly whiny and ungrateful to you. And I understand that. I too feel very guilty for struggling so much with this. Especially when my life is overflowing with beautiful blessings.
But it's just who we are. If you're not a person that tends to get homesick, it may not make a lot of sense to you. But we love our home, we love our family, our friends, and everything that made home what it is for us. It's hard (more than just hard) to be away from that. We've learned how much it defines us.
Troy and I talk about the time that we'll one day say... "hey, do you remember that time that we lived in that small apartment in Houston, in that big city, by ourselves... and how we had to give one another 'we can do this' pep talks on a daily basis?"
We talk about that a lot.
And I already know that when I think back about this time, I'll see Walt's round little face in my mind. And I'll remember, how even during a season of struggle.... he made every day....(even the ones where Mommy had to sneak off and cry about missing home!)...
so sweet.
No matter the location, there could never be anything bad or sad about a summer day with him.
