My baby's growing up!!!! He's almost 1.5 years old and while there have been times when I have been painfully aware of every minute of it, I'm still so surprised that some much time has gone by. His hair is getting long now.... my husband wants to keep it longish (he calls it the model look) haha. We got the back trimmed at a bit because it was getting so tangled (split ends from his frolicking in his dreams).
Anyway... he's starting to understand a lot. My husband is teaching him hot and stinky (in Cantonese) and a few other words and he's starting to remember the body language that goes with them. He doesn't talk yet but I'm sure when he starts it will be non stop.
So while he's growing up and learning more everyday, my son is still my baby. He'll probably always be my baby, but for now I can't stop thinking of him as my baby. He snuggles with me in the mornings now.... and I LOVE IT. I get more morning snuggles than Daddy does (the only thing I get more of than him... sigh). I hope I get morning snuggles for years to come... they make everything else worth it (and make him my baby).
So Big Boy vs. Momma's Baby.... I guess he's a bit of both but right now he's more my baby than my big boy.
Cheerio: my almost big boy is still my baby, full of free snuggles!
The Honey: that he wants to snuggle with me a little more than Daddy in the mornings
Tuesday, 26 November 2013
Thursday, 21 November 2013
Free Self-Expression
Some musings can be done in the morning, some musings must be done throughout the day over several weeks.... I love children!
The wee little ones that don't understand public opinion and embarrassment. The ones at that age where they are starting to express themselves and learn new skills but don't understand the concept of "what others think"; something quite frankly I wish didn't come into play nearly so often for us adults either. It's fun to watch them, though, and live a little through them. You can't help but smile (maybe watching children should be considered a type of therapy, like dog visits in the hospital).
My little guy is starting to dance and did some singing into a play microphone but stopped that. I'm trying to encourage him to do it again but he seems reluctant. Oh well, I will dance with him and dance for him for as long as he is willing to dance and be entertained. I wish I could take his first years (2-3 of them) and film them in 3D and relive them whenever I wanted. I guess technology isn't there yet, but I'm sure it will be someday. I guess this just forces us to try to live in the moment, be present, and engage with the kids. I have to get all the hugs and kisses I can before he decides he's too old for this much affection. (That will be a sad day!).
But oh the joy of not knowing enough to care about how we look to others! Working in the child minding room at my gym gives me the opportunity to act silly and not feel too conspicuous, but still, to be blissfully ignorant of such social pressures would be wonderful! I suppose brave people are like this too to a certain degree. Leaders must be like this too, as they must lead by example and take those first steps before the crowd follows.
I guess my challenge to myself should be to be silly more often. I find that I can be sillier now that I have a son (society does seem to allow you to be for kids entertainment). But I want to be braver more often. I want to face the possibility of ridicule and social push-back and just go for it, whatever it may be. I'm not sure if I'll ever be as brave as I want to be, but I think I can be braver than I am. That's a good place to start.
Cheerio of the Day: be brave and silly like a toddler! It's more fun than being reserved and afraid.
The wee little ones that don't understand public opinion and embarrassment. The ones at that age where they are starting to express themselves and learn new skills but don't understand the concept of "what others think"; something quite frankly I wish didn't come into play nearly so often for us adults either. It's fun to watch them, though, and live a little through them. You can't help but smile (maybe watching children should be considered a type of therapy, like dog visits in the hospital).
My little guy is starting to dance and did some singing into a play microphone but stopped that. I'm trying to encourage him to do it again but he seems reluctant. Oh well, I will dance with him and dance for him for as long as he is willing to dance and be entertained. I wish I could take his first years (2-3 of them) and film them in 3D and relive them whenever I wanted. I guess technology isn't there yet, but I'm sure it will be someday. I guess this just forces us to try to live in the moment, be present, and engage with the kids. I have to get all the hugs and kisses I can before he decides he's too old for this much affection. (That will be a sad day!).
But oh the joy of not knowing enough to care about how we look to others! Working in the child minding room at my gym gives me the opportunity to act silly and not feel too conspicuous, but still, to be blissfully ignorant of such social pressures would be wonderful! I suppose brave people are like this too to a certain degree. Leaders must be like this too, as they must lead by example and take those first steps before the crowd follows.
I guess my challenge to myself should be to be silly more often. I find that I can be sillier now that I have a son (society does seem to allow you to be for kids entertainment). But I want to be braver more often. I want to face the possibility of ridicule and social push-back and just go for it, whatever it may be. I'm not sure if I'll ever be as brave as I want to be, but I think I can be braver than I am. That's a good place to start.
Cheerio of the Day: be brave and silly like a toddler! It's more fun than being reserved and afraid.
Sunday, 17 November 2013
Rapidly Developing Itelligence
Babies are smart aren't they? I mean the first 6 months doesn't reflect what's happening unless your baby was crawling or doing things but once they start tey just learn faster and faster.... I think my Son may already have a better memory than me.
I also joked with my mom the other day that I won't be able to help him with homework beyond grade four... She joked that I might not even get that far. Scary....
Not only does he figure things out, but he understands a lot of instructions. We are teaching him English and Cantonese and he understands in both languages. He hasn't said a lot if words yet (or signed them which is frustrating) but he really does understand.
I love watching him play. He loves kitchen stuff- so I'm looking forward to his helping me to cook and bake- he also is really good at focusing on things (like my phone). I hope this continues as he gets older because we can do crafts and I can use his focused attention to really teach him things; at least untils he surpasses me in grade four. Ha!
My cheerio: the wonder of children and trying to figure them out while they figure out the world.
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