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After a few restless nights, slight fevers, and some diaper rash, we’ve got yet another “toofer” coming through!  I know my posts have been sporadic lately, but I’ve found myself completely enthralled with playing, snuggling and otherwise showering love onto my little man.

This second front tooth is really going to make him look older.  Already, his face seems to be changing and the way he’s really moving around now (up, down, climbing, crawling and other general “mov-iness”) it reminds me that his “babydom” is quickly coming to an end.

Just last night, he was snuggled on my lap while we ate dinner, and he was very interested in trying food of mama’s plate.  Unfortunately the only thing I had to offer was plain bread because he couldn’t have the other food which was highly seasoned and milk-based.  I just know it’s going to be the blink of an eye and he’ll be busily scarfing down “big people food” with the best of ’em.

I just realized that I never reported a rather significant event in the life of my little man…and well, in my life too.  About three weeks ago, after a few weeks of rather frustrating feedings which we gradually becoming fewer and farther between, we made the switch to the bottle.  I contemplated pumping again, after all I dragged that blasted thing all over Manhattan and Chicago, it seemed too easy to stop now.  But to be honest, I think I was ready to reclaim my body for a while. 

The fact that C. transitioned seamlessly made it that much easier.  In fact, the process of accepting the change myself was a little more time-consuming than anything Calder seemed to experience.  I have noticed him being a little clingy lately, but that’s a “side effect” I certainly don’t mind. 

I’m slightly disappointed that I didn’t make it the full year, like I’d hoped, but I’m quickly learning that things don’t always pan out the way I plan.  I suppose the fact that C. now has three pearly whites and he practiced using them on me (ouch!) didn’t help matters any.