Well, now he’s closer to seven months old, but these photos are darn cute. Also particularly nostalgic for me because of the outfit he is wearing. It is the lone outfit I purchased when I was pregnant with Tyler, and very early on, maybe in my first trimester. We knew we weren’t going to find out if the baby was a boy or a girl, so that made it easier to refrain from purchasing baby items. But I also didn’t want to get things ready for a baby because I was afraid that something might happen. Not cause-and-effect, as I knew that buying things for our baby wouldn’t actually make something (bad) happen. I wasn’t comfortable making preparations because it wasn’t easy for us to conceive and I just couldn’t get into nesting…just in case. Eric always remained positive to counteract my (very out-of-character) negativity, but it was still there.
There were many times during pregnancy I would comment that I couldn’t believe I was pregnant, or that it just didn’t feel real. Even when my belly grew, and grew, and grew….it just never felt real to me. Until our baby was born, and it was a boy…it was Tyler. THEN I was as happy and joyful and crying like crazy as a person could be.
So this little outfit, in gender-neutral aqua and navy, reminds me of how happy/scared I was when I was pregnant with Tyler. An outfit that I bought probably over a year ago for this baby we wanted to love so badly. The ONLY outfit I’ve ever purchased for him (thanks to hand-me-downs and gifts and of course Nana.)
I can’t believe it finally fits.
He fell over on his own. But he didn’t cry, so we took a picture. He’s even giving us a thumbs up if you look closely.
