I don't know why it took me so long to think of writing to you in a blog. I guess I was busy figuring out how to be a mom. I can't say I have it down completely, but you and I have a groove now (except for the part where you are changing naps on me), and I want a place to document our time together.
You'll find I don't post much on social media - Facebook, Instagram, etc., that is if they are still around when you're old enough to read this. I get tired of reading or seeing an overload of photos and stories about other people's kids in my feeds, so I'm careful not to post too much myself. But I have a million photos of you that I want to share. Anytime you do...anything I want to tell everyone I see.
You'll find I don't post much on social media - Facebook, Instagram, etc., that is if they are still around when you're old enough to read this. I get tired of reading or seeing an overload of photos and stories about other people's kids in my feeds, so I'm careful not to post too much myself. But I have a million photos of you that I want to share. Anytime you do...anything I want to tell everyone I see.
So Ethan, this is for me and you. Me, so I can brag about how awesome (and sometimes a pain in the butt) you are. And for you, so you have something cool (hopefully) to look back on. Okay okay, this is more for me. You may not even be interested in reading this when you're older, and that's fine. I'll still have fun creating it. I'll probably let your dad in on this too. He's much funnier and a far better writer that I am.
Oh, and why Etrain? You'll have to ask your uncle Shawn. He picked that nickname and it stuck. We also call you Chachie, which would have been a funny blog name also, but Etrain is all you.
I love you little boy. You're just over a week away from turning 11 months old today. How did that happen?
Love,
Mama
Mama
