I can't believe I have the chance to get a really good nights sleep and I've been awake since 4am. Hubby is still in Bk, I'm at the parents' house and baby is asleep in my parents' bedroom. You would think that would be ideal for a good night's sleep. Oh well I guess the bags under my eyes will continue to get worse.
I also can't believe the year is almost over...I keep looking at photos from last year 'til now. Just seeing how rapidly the baby has grown totally blows my mind.
He's almost 17 months old now. Someone asked me once why parents do that...say a babies age by months instead of just dating he's a year old. I think I used to wonder the same thing before I had my own. When they're this young, you're just always so intent on keeping track of the developmental phases that go along with each month... Anyways the little man is growing and learning so fast. It's so funny how they imitate you. For example, after gulping down a big glass of water, I tend to exhale with a "ahhh" and he does that now after he takes a sip of his drink. It's pretty funny. When my hubby brushes his teeth, he gargles with listerine and spits it out. So when the baby brushes his teeth, he makes a gargling type sound. It's so cute and comical at the same time.
He's still not really saying any words yet except "oh oh" which I am realizing I say quite often myself. "dye dye" is his version of bye bye. He'll still babble nonsensically in crazy baby language. And when he wants something, he'll point and say "da". Sometimes I'm like dude I have no idea what you want..da for drink, da for cookie, da for toothbrush...you get the idea. But at the same time, I still marvel at his comprehension of the things I say or ask him to do. I think it can be quite frustrating for him to not be able to clearly tell us what he wants or feels, and as a parent you're just hoping you're translating correctly. I suppose it's like communicating with someone who speaks a foreign language. Eh, he'll be speaking soon enough.
In looking at old photos, it even just amazes me to see how many teeth he has growing in now. Before, we were so excited as his first 2 teeth were coming in. Now he has 4 molars and a couple of others coming through. It must hurt like a bitch. I remember how annoying my wisdom teeth felt when they were coming out. No wonder the little man is grumpy sometimes. But you can never be absolutely sure what's bothering him. Overall, even though he's teething like a mad man, he's still pretty chill.
I'm still getting constantly asked if we're planning on having another one. It's a good question that I still don't have an answer to. I'm not getting any younger however so it's not a limitless period for us to decide. It's a lot if work raising just one, let alone 2, 3, etc. Pregnancy itself is quite draining. Then there's the perennial question, is it selfish to only have one child? The "your child needs a playmate or he'll be lonely" argument. Or "your child needs a sibling so he won't be spoiled" argument. Or don't worry about space or expenses, you can/will make it work..which I'm sure is the case. I mean my sister and I grew up in a one bedroom apartment (we basically slept in the living room) until we moved to a house when I was 13. I didn't think anything of it. But I was definitely excited to finally have my own bedroom. Anyhoo, I guess that question will still be in debate for 2013.
Well it's Christmas Eve at our house and I'm excited to see the family. It's pretty handy having this blogger app on my phone so I can blog from anywhere, especially when you can't sleep but don't want to get up just yet. But it's 7 am now so now is as good a time as any to get out of bed. Ta ta for now.
No comments:
Post a Comment