Max has been on the move these last few weeks. He has had fun finding his 'walking legs.' He still toddles, but is pretty much a walker now. He has explored our neighborhood, our church, and the hallways at Grandma and Grandpa's apartment. We explored the Eagle's Nest and Maple Maze indoor playgrounds, which I think we'll be spending some time at this winter.
We are gearing up for the Christmas holiday with kid friendly decorations. Max loved the Christmas hallmark characters that sing to him. Just like last year! Excited to have Grandpa and Grandma Juergens home from Montana for Christmas this year. We'll be heading to Montana in January to visit Big Sky country.
So that's the update for now. Praying for a home buyer to come and fall in love with our house. Nothing has happened in the way of offers, but soon it'll happen. A new house for the New year!
Max has been mighty busy since he turned one. He spent a week at Grandma's and learned how to clap and took his first steps. He now is walking across the room. It has been so fun to watch him grow and learn new things. He is so observant at everything. He'll figure something out by looking at it and they do it. So much fun.
Max was a Tiger for Halloween. He had fun trick or treating at Grandma Bonnie's apartment and at our church for Trunk or Treat. He even let us put the hood up. He also got to sport his costume at his daycare party. All his teachers were so excited to see him in his costume.
One year ago I was just getting home from work after a meeting. Randy Moss had just resigned with the Minnesota Vikings and they were playing Monday Night Football. My parents were 5 hours from returning home to MN from MT for Baby C's birth. Huntz was still working at IGT. The weather was very similar to this year, warm, crisp, sunny. I had my Centering Pregnancy class/check up with Kira, my midwife and she said I was about 2 cm dilated. Not much change from the previous week. Life seemed normal as the day went on, but Max had a different plan. Around 9:30pm, my water broke. I was in bed already because I was supposed to work on Tuesday. I went to the bathroom and confirmed my suspicions and went downstairs to tell Huntz. The next few hours were calm as we showered and headed to the hospital to meet Anna our midwife on call. Now, being a nurse you would've thought I'd have known better, but to go to admitting at 11:00pm *change of shift, but I guess my nursey mind was elsewhere. :) When we got to the hospital and got all checked in, I called my parents and told them where we were. (They had just gotten home around 9). Huntz found the game on TV and we started 'our labor and delivery story'.
Max decided not to join the rest of us until 5:19 the next day, but he was welcomed with open arms. Pat got to deliver him and he was 6lb 14oz. 20.5 inches. He had a big head (can't remember the size), but our midwife said if it had been 1/2cm bigger it would've been qualified to get a diamond out of the deal. Her rules not mine.
This year has been so incredibly wonderful and hard all at the same time. We took our first plane ride with Max when he was 2 1/2 months to Montana for Christmas. We travelled to Iowa for an Amway conference with Max in tow. We travelled to WI several times to see the extended family. Max got to meet his great grandpa George and say good bye to him a few months later.
Some skills I have acquired include breastfeeding and texting, napping while Max naps, diapering one handed, clipping fingernails without clipping the fingertips, photographing Max, and surviving on little sleep.
I wouldn't trade all the hard moments for anything, but the precious moments are so treasured. I already miss the middle of the night cuddle sessions after a feeding thinking about how he'll be as a young man. The firsts he had already accomplished and the many yet to come.
Thank God for digital cameras and flip video cameras. Life has been easy to capture Max with these two things alone.
It really does take a village. There have been so many phone calls to Katie, Kerry, Chrissy, Lisa, Sara, Kristi, Mom, Mom-in-law, Kira, Greta (my amazing lactation consultant, and Dr. Chen. We are so blessed to have so many people love Max and us because without that support it wouldn't have been as fun.
Thanks for sharing this first year of Max's life. There will be many more posts of funny or momentous occasions in the future. Stay tuned....
When I woke this morning, I didn't immediately think 'oh today is the 10th anniversary of 9-11,' but I think that many, many others did and it brought about painful, hard memories. What I did do after getting an extra 1/2 hour sleep (thanks to Huntz getting up with Max) was I walked downstairs to my baby boy and Huntz playing together. The TV was on and it was then that I remembered what day it was and I was saddened that I was so selfish to think about me being able to sleep in an extra half hour and get my morning caffeine, and not remembering those that were heroes on that momentous day 10 years ago.
I remember very vividly where I was and who told me what had happened. It was the third month of my new career as an RN and we had just started morning med pass and routines. One of my friends, Leslie, came and told us "a plane just hit the World Trade Center." Now I don't know about you, but I didn't have much of a reaction because it didn't seem like something tragic and terroristic when said like that. We continued on and in another 10 minutes she came and said another plane hit the other tower. It was at that moment I realized life wouldn't be the same. The United States was under attack and things could get worse. Every one of my patients that day had the TV on and work was unremarkable. At least I don't remember much besides standing by my patient's bed hoping to catch a glimpse of some sort of reasoning to explain this.
The rest of the evening was me and my three roommates huddled around the TV with pizza and pop trying to make sense of it all. We didn't talk about much else.
This brings me to today where I started to look at Max playing so innocently and not even knowing what today represented. Not to his fault at all, but he will never understand what life was like before we had to remove our shoes at the airport and liquids were restricted on the plane. He won't know what life was like with Saddam Hussein and Osama Bin Laden in positions of power. How am I to explain this to my precious innocent boy without evoking fear and distrust in other people? Will our history books devote 1 or 2 paragraphs to explain the events that happened 10 years ago and how many people were heroes to this country and continue to be heroes serving in our military? I may not know these answers until Max comes home from school on September 10, 2016 and asks 'why does the teacher want us to wear red, white, and blue tomorrow?' 'Why is there a flag outside our house?' It is then Huntz and I will have to explain 'where we were' when 9-11 hit and what happened that day. I pray that I'll have the answers to suffice his inquiring little mind.
We have had a busy, yet fun summer. Huntz and I travelled to Madison, WI for a wedding of my dear college friend Laura. It was fun to have a weekend away. Max hung with Grandpa and Grandma Juergens and the dogs. He had fun perfecting his crawling skills there. He also became enthralled with doors, opening and closing them. This has continued in fun at our house too.
I celebrated my 32nd birthday on August 16, and was surprised at work with some flowers from Huntz. My awesome coworkers got me a cake and some ice cream. I started the day with my free Caribou! It was a fun birthday even though I had to work. We celebrated with the fam at Red Robin and celebrated Jeremy and Katie's 8 year wedding anniversary too, also on August 16. I brought a cake my coworker Ana made called 'tres leches' cake. It was soooo good! Here is a video from that evening. Cousins Hannah and Max were entertaining themselves.
Max is getting bigger and stronger everyday. He is crawling up the stairs, loves the water and the beach, and just started walking with the push cart. Here is Max walking his first time with the cart.
We are looking towards the one year mark in less than two months, I can't believe it. Soon he'll be 1. This year has flown by. We'll keep ya posted.
We were blessed with a beautiful day to have Max's 9 month photo shoot. My good friend Julie Dukowitz was our photographer. She also did his newborn pictures. We had the pictures done at Oak Grove Park in Brooklyn Park, MN.
