Friday, September 7, 2012

James at 2 months

His 2 month pictures are my favorite so far even though most of them turned out slightly blurry.  I call them The Many Faces of James Wade.  He was so animated and ran through probably every face he knew how to make.  I loved seeing his personality show up in pictures.









This is also when he started to get pretty chubby.






















I know this is just totally pathetic, but sometimes I get so sad that I can't go back in time and hold him again when he was really tiny.  Okay, so not sad really; nostalgic, maybe.  I'm sure this has been a mother's plight since mother's were invented, but while I'm grateful for each moment I get they're also bittersweet because I only get them once.  I'm hoping that, since God is a merciful God, his gift to mothers who are through with this life will be being able to hold our babies when they were babies for as long as we want, any time we want, for eternity and forever.  That's the only proper recompense for having to watch them grow up so fast.

So, there's one, two, and three months.  Tomorrow hopefully I can get his 4 months taken before there is no longer a 4 months to take.  Dang babies.

James at 1 month

As promised...this post and the next one will be the missing months in James' photo history.

Here's my sweet little one month old:









This was one of his very first genuine smiles.





This was obviously his father's idea.





















At this stage he was still making lots of ridiculous (and ridiculously cute) baby faces.  His eyes were still a little unfocused but he was starting to really notice things, and he was just beginning to smile regularly.

At one month we returned to work.  I could not have asked for an easier baby, and I believe it's his laid-back temperament that allows our situation of me bringing him to work with me, to work.  While he does get fussy like all babies, he doesn't need to be held constantly to be happy, and he's so patient while I'm taking care of Lauren.  It was much harder for me to adjust to having to divide my attention between him and another baby.  Now that he's getting older it's only getting easier; they're even starting to play with each other, which is crazy cute to watch.