I obviously need to take some time to catch up. I get so caught up in the day to day business that I forget to keep track of everything Wyatt is doing.
Wyatt is 13 months old now. He is walking a lot. Wyatt took his first steps on Memorial day. By the 4th of July he was walking a lot on his own. Now he walks more then he crawls. It used to be the other way around. He is so proud of himself and is so darn cute. It is hard to yell at him when he is toddling away from you no matter how horrible the thing he is doing is.
He knows how to crawl up on to the furniture and get back down on his own. He often will climb onto the arms of the couch and has fallen off twice now. You would think he would learn but that kid is fearless. If you leave the recliner unattended for more then a few seconds he will crawl up into the chair and make himself at home. Wyatt will either be slamming his little hands on the keyboard of the laptop or throwing everything off the side tables. He does not care if you just opened that can of pop.
Wyatt is not talking much. He picks up a new word every now and then and will use it over and over and over again until your head is about to explode. Then he just stops using it and moves on to something else. For the longest time it was the word tree. Everything was a TREEEEEEEEE!!! While he may not talk a lot himself he does understand and respond to you. It is way to funny when you tell him to paddy cake and he starts clapping his hands. Throw it in the oven is by far his favorite part.
So now that our little one is well on his way to being a toddler I am getting the ache for a baby again. I know crazy. I miss snuggley cuddly baby time. Even if Wyatt was never much of a cuddler. He is just to darn busy to snuggle. At least a year ago he would hold still once in a while. So it is starting to feel like it is time to TTC again. We will see what each day brings. I am praying that we have an easy transition and get pregnant quickly. I do not wish to return to our RE if we don't have to no matter how wonderful she was. But at least we know where to start this time around if we end up needing the help. Fingers crossed that we won't need any help.