{"id":1315,"date":"2010-05-10T15:28:31","date_gmt":"2010-05-10T20:28:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/goodknits.com\/blog\/?p=1315"},"modified":"2010-05-10T16:01:21","modified_gmt":"2010-05-10T21:01:21","slug":"baby-no-more","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/goodknits.com\/blog\/2010\/05\/10\/baby-no-more\/","title":{"rendered":"Baby no more"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I should probably stop calling him my baby. He&#8217;s the youngest, though, so he might be stuck with the &#8220;baby&#8221; nickname for all eternity. Or until I&#8217;m brave enough to get pregnant again (oh, the VOMIT!). <\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;s growing up fast! Because I knew he&#8217;d hate the long drive and then the long ceremony, I timidly suggested he stay with grandma while I went out of town. Afterall, daddy was going to take Nathan to his first baseball game and I knew Andy wouldn&#8217;t really like <i>that.<\/i><\/p>\n<p>It took a bit, but we solidified our plans and I kissed his sleeping face goodbye, early Saturday morning. Later that afternoon, he got dropped off at grandma&#8217;s. <\/p>\n<p>And we never heard from him again.<\/p>\n<p>I KID! To my complete and utter surprise, he did <i><b>wonderfully<\/b><\/i>! Nary a fuss! In fact, when we went over early Sunday afternoon, he was happily riding a bike in the driveway. I asked if he wanted to go and he kinda pulled back. As if to say, &#8220;no way, Jose. I&#8217;m at <i>Grandma&#8217;s<\/i>!&#8221; Alas, we had plans to go to Grandpa&#8217;s, so we had to head out pronto. With promises of a prompt return, I buckled him up and off we went for a few hours. <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll have you note, it was now over 24 hours since he last nursed! Pretty amazing. We spent a few hours at Jason&#8217;s dad&#8217;s, where I smelled a magnolia for the first time.<\/p>\n<p><center><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/goodknits.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/05\/magnolias.jpg\" alt=\"magnolias\" title=\"magnolias\" width=\"504\" height=\"540\" style=\"background:white; padding:9px; border:2px solid black\"\/><BR><font size=\"-2\">[<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/yarnattacks\/4596529030\/\" target=\"_blank\">1<\/a>] &#038; [<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/yarnattacks\/4595911373\/\" target=\"_blank\">2<\/a>]<\/font><\/center><\/p>\n<p>My father-in-law got a ladder out and plucked this from his tree. It smelled amazing! A clean, lemony, floral scent.<\/p>\n<p>We headed back to grandma&#8217;s in the early evening. We had dinner, opened gifts, played, etc. <\/p>\n<div align=\"center\">\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/yarnattacks\/4595907269\/\" title=\"just hanging out by yarnattacks, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm5.static.flickr.com\/4056\/4595907269_b6f6093a1b.jpg\" width=\"416\" height=\"500\" alt=\"just hanging out\" style=\"border:2px solid black; background:white; padding:9px\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/yarnattacks\/4596523770\/\" title=\"nathan diptych by yarnattacks, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm5.static.flickr.com\/4067\/4596523770_8a026dd743.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"350\" alt=\"nathan diptych\" style=\"border:2px solid black; background:white; padding:9px\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>and the newly minted &#8220;big boy&#8221; himself:<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/yarnattacks\/4595910403\/\" title=\"swinging diptych by yarnattacks, on Flickr\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3630\/4595910403_1d551c9c25.jpg\" width=\"478\" height=\"500\" alt=\"swinging diptych\" style=\"border:2px solid black; background:white; padding:9px\"\/><\/a>\n<\/div>\n<p>It was a pretty swell weekend. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I should probably stop calling him my baby. He&#8217;s the youngest, though, so he might be stuck with the &#8220;baby&#8221; nickname for all eternity. Or until I&#8217;m brave enough to get pregnant again (oh, the VOMIT!). <\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;s growing up fast! Because I knew he&#8217;d hate the long drive and then the long ceremony, I timidly suggested he stay with grandma while I went out of town. Afterall, daddy was going to take Nathan to [Read More&#8230;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[75,5,68,42],"tags":[27,51,238,28,236],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/goodknits.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1315"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/goodknits.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/goodknits.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/goodknits.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/goodknits.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1315"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/goodknits.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1315\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1324,"href":"https:\/\/goodknits.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1315\/revisions\/1324"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/goodknits.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1315"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/goodknits.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1315"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/goodknits.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1315"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}