Judson just turned 9 months old. I cannot believe how quickly he is growing up! He's the sweetest baby. He's always smiling at anyone who will look his way and is super friendly. Such a little flirt! He's a total momma's boy, which I am 100% okay with.
Brooklyn's 2nd birthday was a couple of weeks ago. We took balloons and flowers out to her grave, which was completely covered in snow. In some ways it seems like it's been forever since we lost her, but in others it feels like there's no way it's already been two years. It's pretty surreal at times.
Our whole family got a really nasty cold a few weeks ago. Judson got it the worst. He was super congested and his breathing sounded pretty bad, especially at night. I'm usually the paranoid mom who always runs her kids to the doctor just to be told "Well, just keep an eye on him/her", so I put off going into the doctor. After a couple bad nights, I finally made an appointment. As soon as the appointment was set for later that day, Judson started sounding much better. I debated even going, since our pediatrician is an hour away, but decided to go just for the heck of it, even though I was sure they'd say just to watch him, use a humidifier, the usual.