Well, I know I may lose some readers, but after a few months on wordpress, I made the decision to come back to blogger.  There are things I liked about wordpress, but things I ended up missing from blogger.
I was sad to realize there was already a “wanderingonpurpose” on blogspot.  Grrr!  So I had to add an 81 to the end.  If you don’t add the “81” to the end, you will be reading someone else’ blog (who it doesn’t appear is blogging when I checked).

http://wanderingonpurpose81.blogspot.com/

I hope if you are “new” to reading my blog you will follow me as I move. I have already imported all of my old entries. I hope if you are “not new” to reading my blog, you will continue to follow as well.

We shall see…

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tuesdays unwrapped at cats
Buddy is building his strength more and more every day. Today he rolled and minimally pulled/scooted his way around our bedroom floor. I find that when I want to have him practice moving, I need to take him out of his room where there are too many toys and books distracting him. He rolled himself over to the full length mirror/closet doors and talked to himself quite a bit. He rolled himself over to the bedroom door and was fascinated with moving it back and forth, back and forth. He wants to move like a “big boy,” I can sense it. And while I am cheering him on to catch up with his peers, there is a little piece of my heart that wants him to stay small.

How we prayed for him to grow, grow, grow… and now, already, just eleven and a half months in, I want time to slow down.

I find the moments I most want to keep are the ones I most likely won’t get on film.

Baby feet swinging from the seat of the grocery cart.
Hiccups after crying in his crib for someone to come pick him up.
Sticky oatmeal-covered fingers in his hair, his eyebrows, his nose from day one of trying out a spoon.
Unrestrained giggles as we “zubba” his belly, arms, and cheeks.
Having my hair pulled, not out of malice, but out of curiousity and the laughter that escapes his mouth when Mama says, “Ouch!”
Middle of the night wake-up calls – the easy ones – where a full belly and a snuggle is repaid with sweet baby snores.

Eleven months old is my favorite age … so far.

holy experience

15. thunderstorms in the middle of the night that wake me up for just a moment and then lull me into wonderful sleep
16. speaking of sleep… my dear husband playing with the baby on a Sunday afternoon so I can catch up on the two-plus hours of sleep we all missed out on last night from 2:30-4:30ish AM. I love naps, even more so now that they are harder to come by.
17. roasted chicken and mashed potatoes on Sunday evening, and leftovers for more meals! even better- we purchased them ready to go from the grocery store so there was very minimal clean-up!
18. life still being an adventure
19. the baby falling asleep in the car and staying asleep as he was put in his crib
20. online accountability group starting this week
21. bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit on the way to church
22. anticipation
23. watching Bubby get better and better at building arm strength and making small, but important steps towards becoming more mobile
24. dropping Bubby off at the nursery and hearing people comment how big he has gotten
25. baby feet splashing in the bathtub
26. baby buns trying to roll off the towel after bathtime
27. falling asleep with Bubby on his bedroom floor in the wee hours of the night – lack of sleep not so great – but looking over at his sweet sleeping face before I scoop him up to put him in his crib is pretty precious
28. a pretty easy new haircut that makes me feel less frumpy, even as I sit here and type in my sweats

Every time I type the name Buddy on here it just doesn’t feel quite right. I mean, that is one of his nicknames. We called him that a lot when he was in the womb. Hubby calls him that probably more than I do. I just think it looks funny in print for some reason – like a dog name or something, haha. I don’t think that when I say it aloud, only in print. But I am sure I am just weird.

What other names does our baby boy go by? Depends on who is talking to him! Here are some of the many names people call him: His real name – which I think is an awesomely unique name. The shortened “common” version of his real name. The shortened version of his name with a “y” attached to the end. Bubby. Bubs. Bubba. Boo-boo (as in Yogi Bear’s little friend, not an “owie” or body part). Peanut. Sweet Little Baboo. Buggaboo. This kid is going to be very confused when he gets to school.

But I usually call him Bubby. I was calling him Booboo, but I didn’t think he would appreciate that very much when he got a bit older.

And for the record, I don’t think I have ever called my husband “Hubby” outside of print. If you can help me think of a better “code” name for my husband for this blog, I would love to switch. “Hubby” just isn’t my personality.

Correction – Buddy is getting THREE more teeth. One on each side of his bottom ones and one more on the top right. I’m guessing the one on the top left won’t be far behind. Can’t believe he is almost doubling his tooth count seemingly overnight!

There is no way to title this post without ending in a prepostion. “To What is Buddy Up?” Nope. “Up to… what is Buddy?” haha. Anyhoo…

He is rolling ALL over the place. His bedroom, our bedroom, pretty much any carpet-covered area he is placed – if he sees something he wants to explore he will strategically roll to where he wants to bee. He also uses a little bit of scooting to get the right angle/direction. Today while I was folding laundry he rolled all over our room – to pester E-dog, to kiss himself in the mirror, to grab onto the handle on the bottom dresser drawer, and to play peek-a-boo with the bedskirt.

The other day when Hubby was not fixing Buddy’s dinner fast enough (according to Buddy) he yelled out “Ummm!” which sounded soooo close to “Mom!” I think he was wanting me to take over, haha. But at least now he has said the “m” sound. He also has repeated, “Yay!” back and forth with me, though I know he doesn’t understand the context. While playing with his plastic shape-blocks, he has finally started clapping them together with both of his hands. We hope soon he will realized he can let go of the shapes and clap his own hands together.

A tooth on the bottom is starting to poke through – when this one is in it will be #5. We think the two top ones are about half way in.

I am trying to get him to nap. He fell asleep briefly in the car, but woke up when I brought him in. Bummer. He is just chatting away to himself in his crib, which is better than crying, but worse than sleeping.

Hubby has his phone interview later today. Praying that goes well. I think that is about it for an update.

“For the Lord your God is living among you.
He is a mighty savior.
He will take delight in you with gladness.
With his love, he will calm all your fears.
He will rejoice over you with joyful songs.” Zephaniah 3:17 NLT

among you – He is with me, He is in me, and He knows what is like to be human because He took on human form at one time
mighty – nothing is too difficult for Him
delight in you – He enjoys being my friend
With His love, He will calm all your fears — This is what I am clinging to today