2 More Firsts!

This weekend was pretty exciting as we experienced 2 more firsts with our wonderful child. 

Not too long ago, we decided to take a last minute trip to San Jose/San Francisco for a quick visit with family and friends.  This was our son's first airplane ride, and he did great!  Granted it was only an hour flight... but still - he was great at the airport and wonderful on the plane ride.  Here's hoping he does just as well on our 5 hour flight to Hawaii next month!

AND THEN... on Sunday, when we went to church with our friends, as usual, the boy got a little restless during mass.  His dad took him outside after communion, and by the time mass was over, the little guy had taken several of his first steps, all by himself! 

I am so proud of my son - I never felt so proud of anything ever before in my life.  Such a wonderful blessing!

Another First

This past week was my first time away from my son.  I went to Dallas for work, and although it was only for 3 days/2 nights, I couldn't wait to get home and see my boys (both baby and daddy).  It was hard to be away... every time I saw a child I thought of my son.  Every time I heard a child cry, laugh, coo, make any sort of baby-like noise, I missed him more. 

It was also a little weird not having to change diapers, clean bottles, prepare baby food, etc.  I was actually able to take long showers and could take my time getting ready.  I ate meals while they were still hot!  I enjoyed adult conversations with my boss and co-workers over lunch/cocktails/dinner/more cocktails.  Good times. 

As I sit here and type this, with my son in my lap fast asleep, I wonder how I'm going to handle being away from him for a whole week next month?  He's almost walking - will I miss his first steps?  He's "talking" a lot now too, might I miss his first real word? 

I must remind myself of all the things that I should be thankful for and be positive.  Easier said than done, but alas I must try!

Dad?

In all my 30-something years - I've rarely seen my dad excited.  Don't get me wrong, he's not a sour puss or anything - he's just really low key, super calm, etc. 

Long story short, both RJ's regular babysitter, and the back-up, were not able to watch him today.  Thank goodness for my BFF/RJ's Ninang, who welcomed him to stay with her (and his godsister, Ava).  So basically, my child was not home all day today. 

When we walked through the door - my dad jumped up with excitement at the first sight of his grandson.  He immediately rushed to scoop my child from me and greeted RJ with more excitement than I've ever seen in my entire life.  Awwwwww, my dad missed his grandson, how sweet! 

At first I thought, who is this man?  Then I realized, he wasn't just a dad anymore, he's a Lolo... and that makes all the difference in the world :)