I cried putting Soren to bed the other night, his last night before turning 1. I climbed into his crib and laid with him and just sang and cuddled, not wanting the moment to end.
But it did. And then he woke up and at 7:57 AM yesterday we had a one year old.
Anytime I describe Soren to anyone I just tell them he's the sweetest baby ever. And he really is. I'm sure everyone says that, but I actually MEAN it! He's so sweet, and content, and loves just observing everyone and everything, especially his big brother and sister.
He loves rolling balls across the floor and then (army crawling) to get hem.
He loves cuddling. And books. And nursing.
He loves eating. Everything. I have yet to find anything he doesn't want to eat.
He had ONE night where he slept all night three nights ago...but then went back to his at least twice a night still nursing sessions. But I don't even mind. I like the extra cuddles.
He's just the sweetest little soul and we are all so blessed to have him in our life.