The Story Of Fuzzball's First Year

cutest baby smile
Happy Birthday To My Littlest Man

First, Fuzz was born.  We endured our first two weeks of breastfeeding hell. Then we got into a car accident and joined Baby’s First Year.

After we got through that, Fuzz started to get all fat and stuff. But he hated the car, although probably not because of the car wreck.

Shortly thereafter, Fuzz turned yellow without my noticing.Then, when we recovered from that, Fuzz got a cold. Fortunately, that didn’t stop him from getting a whole lot bigger.

Then, he stopped sleeping, which also didn’t slow down his girth rate.

He showed us his super coordination at 15 weeks.

Then we had a date night, where he did not do so well.

Then, Fuzz auditioned for the Russian Ballet.

He got sick some more, and continued to avoid sleeping.

We took a visit to Trader Joe’s where some crazy people talked to us.

Then, Fuzz started doing his own weird baby stuff, too.

More sickness happened (pink eye) and Fuzz got chatty.

Finally I tried to sleep train him, and failed.  I fully surrendered to cosleeping.

Fuzz’s brother Shnook started to throw things at him.

Then, Fuzz started crawling!

And Mommy fell in love with Robert Pattinson.

Then Fuzz got a horrible diaper rash…and a tooth!

We flew to New York, drove to Vermont, played outside, and continued to nurse a whole lot, which brings us to today. Fuzzball’s first birthday. Happy Birthday little man. I hope you’ll let me call you Fuzz for the rest of your life. I love you, xxxooo.

Article Posted 5 years Ago
share this article
facebook twitter tumblr pinterest
See Comments
what do you think?
share this article
facebook twitter tumblr pinterest
See Comments
what do you think?
what do you think?
close comments
Subscribe to the
Follow us on