12 Days of Cyrus: Six String Music

This is a chronicle of my baby boy's first year of life. One post for every month. Missed some of the fun? You can catch up on the first, second, third, fourth, and fifth and then check out this one.

Summer kicked off right with sno-balls and the World Cup. Though Cy slept through most of it, he repped the USA right. We absolutely loved seeing the little guy's personality coming out and all the joy that brought. I think I'm starting to see a correlation between sitting up and personality. Like babies become people when they can sit up... I'll let you know when I have more data.

12 Days of Cyrus: Five Minutes More

This is a chronicle of my baby boy's first year of life. One post for every month. Missed some of the fun? You can catch up on the first, second, third, and fourth and then continue on here.

This boy proved month and again how laid back he is. He stopped using the swaddle and started sucking his thumb, all while sleeping like a champ. He endured many picnics at his sister's request because the weather was so beautiful. He also slept through his first Mother's Day lunch (which at this stage of life, I would call successful). And Harper became his favorite person, bringing out the most smiles to date.

And I'm pretty sure this is when his cheeks became edible.

12 Days of Cyrus: I Would Die 4 U

This is a chronicle of my baby boy's first year of life. One post for every month. Missed some of the fun? You can catch up on the first, second, and third and then continue on here.

The adventure this month started by visiting our friend's land. Miss Molly was gracious enough to invite us to meet her brand new baby goats and though Cy slept most of the time, this qualified as his first adventure. Then he started sitting up in his bumbo, which is a big deal in baby world. And he finished off the month celebrating his sister's and dad's birthdays. It was a great month.

Such a nugget. And there's more where that came from...

12 Days of Cyrus: Three Times a (Baby)

This is a chronicle of my baby boy's first year of life. One post for every month. Missed the first two? You can read them here and here.

This month brought Cy's first plane ride to Ft. Worth. He got to meet more of my family and we got some one on one time. He also attended his first St. Patrick's Day parade and, of course, got a lot more love from Harper. Cy has always been a strong boy, holding up his head and rolling over early. And the long awaited smile came out!

Up next is Cy's first adventure! (And Happy New Year!)

12 Days of Cyrus: It Takes Two

This is a chronicle of my baby boy's first year of life. One post for every month. Missed the first one? You can read it here.

Month two brought very little change in the little man's life. He went to his first LSU basketball game and got loved on by his sister constantly. Harper barely spoke, but one word that she said as clear as day was, "Bubba!" It was a sweet time of learning how to be a family of four.

Thankfully, Cy (mostly) loved all the hugs.

12 Days of Cyrus: ...One More Time

Perhaps you recall, or maybe not, that I did a series a while ago documenting my girl Harper's first year of life. I so enjoyed reliving that year through the posts that I thought I would do it again with my sonny boy.  So to recap, I'm going to post for every month of Cy's life. Please keep all hands and feet inside the car as we take a ride down memory lane.

Cyrus Andrew, like his sister, decided he'd had enough of the womb before his due date. He made his appearance just days after his dad came home from a trip and a week and half before we expected. The best way I can describe the first month is frozen. Now before you start singing, "Let it Go," in your head, I mean that it was a month of snow days! We spent the first two weeks cuddled in front of the fireplace to keep warm.  I didn't hate it. This is what it looked like.

I know I'm biased, but he was just the most delicious little boy. 

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Christmas was sweet. Harper and Cy got to see everyone in their family and we celebrated Jesus coming near to us. Sadly, Christmas was also sick. Harper got it first then passed it to her brother who gave it to Dad. So our holiday was looked a lot like that and included rushing home to get to the doctor. 

And here's another one, just so you know that we did, in fact, celebrate Christmas. 

I can't believe this year is already over. Another December is fading, with the hope of a new year rising. Documenting our year was fun and, honestly, kept me from letting it all pass me by. I'm glad you came along for the ride and I hope you are, too!