You are just shy of six months old now. I decided I wanted your great grandparents to meet you before we head off to Hawaii, so I booked us some standby tickets out to Texas. Mom was up all night with nerves. We got to the airport three hours early. I don’t know why I was so worried about getting you through security. Everyone was really helpful. They actually closed down our line to help us get through. I wasn’t expecting that… but we made it through no problem! We got to our gate super early, so I practiced sitting up with you. You did it! I was taking photos of how strong you were when you rolled onto your side. It scared you a little, but you weren’t hurt. Now I think you sit up even better because you know what will happen if you roll over.
On the airplane, you pretty much just made friends with everyone around us and wanted to play and bounce the whole time. You’re going to give me amazing arm muscles! You were awesome blossom the whole time. No earaches or fussiness at all. I’m a lucky mom, that’s for sure.
Anyway, we had an amazing trip. You saw your granddad and your great grandparents and your great Aunt Lynn and your second cousins. You saw your great aunt in a play! You bounced to the music, which makes me feel like you’re getting the concept of dancing, and grinned up at all the actors and actresses! One actress came down and held your hands and sang and danced with you. You totally loved it.
We had one night where we accidentally ate two dinners because we overbooked on dinner plans. For the second dinner, we had to pretend like we were starving. The woman who cooked for us exclaimed she gets hurt feelings if people don’t go for seconds, so we basically ate three heaping dinners. I was thankful you weren’t old enough to blow our cover by announcing it was our second time in the past hour we sat around the dinner table together. Whew! That was funny! At least the food was delicious.
There was no better way to spend a trip with you. We explored and relaxed and stared at each other and sang and made each other laugh. It was beautiful. You got to listen to your great grandfather play and sing on the ukelele. I’ll post a video if I can. They loved holding you and talking to you and seeing your amazing smile.
When we got the airport on the way home, we accidentally left your stroller at your great grandparents. Never do I wish anyone the hell that is traveling through an airport with an infant without a stroller. That was pretty rough. We survived… but barely. There were at least 3 airport cry sessions as a result. We won’t go into detail. But let’s just say Mommy was the one crying.
When we returned home, you had more family on the Poucel side who were happy to meet you. Your great Aunt Linda and Uncle Bob and second cousin Faith. We explored Pacific Beach, Coronado Island and La Jolla cove with them. The most memorable thing on that adventure was definitely the homeless old skateboarder pacing back and forth while yelling at us to stop crowding the sidewalk. He “didn’t care if we had money,” he just wanted us to stop thinking we could take up the whole sidewalk. He obviously wasn’t aware that sidewalks are for walking, not for skateboarding. He was kind of like the human version of a very scary, unpredictable shark. Daddy was not there to protect us but Grandma Poucel wasn’t afraid. Mommy was trying to hold her tongue so she didn’t make him even more mad, but I desperately wanted to scream at him for acting so threatening towards us while I was holding a baby. Glad we made it out of PB to tell the tale.
So next is Hawaii! We’re just about all packed. We leave the day after tomorrow. I’ll be sure to write again to keep you posted about how that adventure went.
Alright Liambear! Your longest nap has allowed a very long letter to you. Pretty excited about it.
Love you so much.
So much to catch you up on! A couple of weeks ago, your father and I decided to move to Hawaii for a job offer that Dad got. If you’re reading this, you already know that we’ve taken the big leap from the mainland to spend the first few years of your life in Oahu. We predict we’ll never want to leave… but we have no idea where we’ll end up putting you in school. But before that time comes, let’s move to Hawaii! Hopefully you think we’re the coolest parents ever. Haha. Are you rolling your eyes yet?
I can’t stop thinking about how in 9 days, we will be living in paradise. Liam, I am going to take you on so many adventures… I am going to show you the sea turtles and the crabs and the dolphins… I am going to teach you how to relax with mom in a hammock… I am going to show you your very first waterfall. This will be an unbelievable adventure. When you’re older, we’re going to teach you how to paddle board and wakeboard. Wakeboarding is the next best thing after snowboarding, which you will also learn how to do when we vacation on the mainland. You’ll also probably learn how to surf, but not so much from mom. Because while I have snowboarded all my life, it didn’t quite carry over to surfing. Not to mention I am a tad bit scared of the big waves. But maybe I’ll get over my fears in Hawaii. So get ready for swimming lessons as soon as your little legs can walk! We’re going to make you such a water baby. The sea will become a part of your heart, just like it has become a part of ours. I can already tell you have such a brave and energetic spirit. It’s only a matter of time before you become passionate and adventurous like your parents.
These photos are from your first Thanksgiving with Granddad. You are five and a half months old right now. You’ll be 6 months old the day after we get to Oahu. What a great half birthday, right?!
Love you, kiddo. More than anything & anyone forever.
Your very first sunset walk through La Jolla. Taken June 25, 2013.
June 27, 2013
Happy 2 week birthday! It’s been quite an eventful week since your last birthday. Everything was going great until Mom landed herself in the Emergency Room with a high fever and a post partum infection. I was admitted from Saturday night to Tuesday morning. You were right there with me the whole time, which made me happy. Everything is taken care of now, which is good.
In the pictures above, I’m reading you your first book, Goodnight Moon, given to you by your Granddaddy and family. You actually loved looking at the pictures! It could have been all the bright colors, but me and Dad swear up and down that you’re excelling faster than all the other babies.
Alright, son. This letter is going to have to be short because you’re right here next to me and you would like to hang out, maybe grab a bite… You know, the usual. I love saying that. Son. My son, my son, my son. It’s probably the best feeling I’ve ever felt to have the honor of calling you that. I love you so much, son. I’ll write again soon.
PS- In the next post, I threw together a little iPhone video of the sunset walk we took together in La Jolla when we got out of the hospital. Nothing spectacular. Just wanted to remember your first sunset. Love you!