It didn't take long before we realized that little Austin Joseph had his own way of doing things. I mean, I should have realized this. I'm not new to the "mom" role and I've had the opportunity to discover how different each baby is...but I had the confidence of an experienced mom with a full bag of tricks ready to throw at this little guy and all his demands.
Until my bag of tricks didn't suit him. At all.
This little bundle of joy has really made me stretch my "mommying" skills.
At a time when I'm stretched pretty thin as it is (but that's another post for another time).
He is our Final Fourth.
Austin Joseph, AJ. Today you have been our 6th member for a year.
A year of your silly little hair flip.
A year of figuring out how you want to sleep. Never the same way two nights in a row. Swaddled, pacifier, in the swing, in the crib, in a sleep sack, just a diaper. No consistency with you kid.
A year of your big little appetite.
A year of your sisters dragging you from place to place.
A year of earning your nickname as "monster-baby". A loveable way to describe your uncanny ability to get into EVERYTHING you're not supposed to. Dog food. Trash can. Billy's potty. If the door's been left open. You. Are. In.
A year of smiles, slobbery baby kisses, love, and hugs. And much more to come.