remembering finnegan

while i've been so busy wishing finn could be a little more independent (aka walk, talk and feed himself), he's been making baby steps (har-har) to doing just that. what i didn't count on was that some of the quirks, actions, etc about newborn finnegan would go away with this continual development. i guess it just didn't occur to me that he'd stop doing some things as well as start others. i thought it was addition by addition, not addition by subtraction.

so i'm sad. and wanted to list out some of my fond memories that are either no longer occurring or are dwindling rapidly.

• sleeping on my chest for portions of the night. sweetly, sweetly little lamb with froggy legs and tiny sighs of contentment.
• e and i on either side of his baby bed leaning in and shushing him to sleep... those were the days when assisting in his drifting to sleep took a minute or so, not ten to twenty.
• fitting into anything related to newborns.... he doesn't even need the sling for the baby bathtub. he holds himself up now. the infant insert for the car seat? gone. he's a big boy now with neck control and everything.
• on that note, certain a-dorable outfits that were only worn a few times.
  
• his dark brown hair.... mellowing to a reddish brown. i hope it reverts back someday to his dad's lustrous dark locks. me loves eric's hair, but i guess i'll grow to love this new hue too.
• sitting in the carseat with no crying and sleeping on the ride. now it's a mixed bag... sometimes he falls asleep, sometimes he cries the whole ride.
• less poops. that was nice.... he's a poop factory, he is.
  
• i will say i'm not missing the screaming banshee at the changing table. he now likes his tush clean and dry, at least most of the time, and he's also befriended the whale decal i placed on the wall behind the changing table. dang i'm smart ;P

bye bye newborn finnieginnie. hello mr observant, smiling chatty cathy.