Day 191:
Well Conor, today wasn't as hot in temperature as were the previous days, but it was twice as humid and when the air is this thick it makes it hard to breathe... Like walking outside and getting slapped in the face with a hot mop. That said, it may suck for me because I have such thick hair and a full beard, but for you? No sir... This is exactly the kind of weather that helps a growing boy like you. Turns out the humidity helps to keep your lungs clear and develop how well your body manages high temperatures at an early age.
You're breathing well, eating well, smiling often, getting big... I realize this is a recurring theme with you, the whole growth thing, but the purpose of this blog is to remember the details of this first year and what I can tell you is, you're quite literally growing larger each and every day, right before my very eyes.
While sitting with you in the chair today and leaving you up to your own devices in so far as sitting up, playing with a rattle, giggling, whatever, you're growing in size and independence and I can hardly believe the speed in which it's happening...
Anyhow Son, your Aunt Marti (who's 31 weeks pregnant herself) and Uncle Justin are here and enjoying a little Conor time, and so I'm gonna abbreviate this post. But know that you're in a house full of love, growing boy. My ever emerging Lion Heart.
I love you, Son.
-Dad
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