In trying to think of something to write about this week, I was looking back to my blog entries from this time last year and realizing how different my day-to-day life is from then. From the last week of October 2009 specifically. I wrote that I was feeling like Bilbo Baggins when he told Frodo that he felt “like a pat of butter spread over too much bread.” I am busy right now, although in a very different way than I was at this time last year, and I remember the feeling that I was describing very well. On top of it all, I was pregnant and not yet telling anyone. I am so glad that I’m not that pat of butter anymore!

Charlie’s learning so many new things lately. On Sunday he figured out how to stick his tongue out and apparently finds it really fun, because he keeps doing it. It’s so cute!

He also rolled over for the first time yesterday, and I didn’t even see it! I had just put him down on the floor with some toys and then turned to sit at the computer. When I turned around thirty seconds later, he had rolled from his tummy to his back. I can’t believe how fast he is growing! Soon he’ll be moving around our home on his own, and I’m beginning to worry about the state of our house as far as baby safety goes, as well as the cleanliness of our floors… let’s just say that the vacuum scares Charlie while he’s awake, and I obviously don’t want to wake him when he’s taking a nap. And this whole postpartum hair loss thing that’s making me shed all over the place isn’t helping matters either. In other words, the carpets are not at their best! At least the broom is quiet so that I’ve been able to keep the hard floors crumb and dust-free. For the most part, anyway.

Also this week, I took Charlie to his four month checkup. He had to get two more shots, and as much as I have always hated getting shots, it is even worse to watch my son get them. His appointment was on Tuesday, and I was so nervous about it all weekend. I hate seeing my baby in pain. At least the pain never lasts longer than a few minutes with shots, and Charlie calmed down much faster than he did at his two month appointment. I just can’t wait until he’s older so that I can buy him a milkshake on the way home.

My little family attended yet another wedding last weekend, this one for a friend from college, in the same chapel that Daniel and I had our wedding last year. As far as I know, we shouldn’t have any more weddings to attend for a while, which is a good thing. As much as I love weddings, five weddings in one year is plenty.

We have no big plans for this weekend, thank goodness. Our house is an absolute wreck, so I’m hoping to spend a good chunk of time cleaning and getting some of the stuff on my super-long to-do list done. You know me and to-do lists, though! We’ll see…