Ohhh, baby boy, it’s been an interesting month. A great one, but interesting.
The biggest change was you starting day care. Overall you’re doing well. You’re still having some trouble napping since you’re used to snoozing away in a quiet house, as opposed to a room filled with other little ones. Your teacher assures me that it just takes a while and pretty soon you’ll be conked out like the rest of them. You seem to like being with the other kids. One of your teachers even said to me, “He’s been in day care before, hasn’t he?” I figured that’s a good sign.
However, I must point out that these day care observations are based on just a little over a week there. You spent your entire second week at home, thanks to a nasty cold and double ear infection. I have to tell you, that week was the hardest week your father and I have ever had. You just cried and cried and cried, you wouldn’t eat, and you were just not yourself at all. That combined with the usual work obligations (that had to be completed with you either on my lap or wrapped around my arm) made things very stressful. To top it all off, I was fighting off a stomach bug AND a cold while helping you get better – not easy to do when you were up every two hours. But, you’re on the upswing now and we’ve gotten to see some smiles and finally hear you laugh. I swear, you didn’t giggle for six straight days.
All kinds of skills are popping up these days. You are fascinated with putting things on shelves – books, toys, your shoes, etc. You’re also developing an interesting habit of tucking your half-full milk cups into cabinets and we don’t find out about it until much later.
Bath time is still really fun. We can finally rinse your hair without you screaming (every time, at least) and you’ve recently gotten brave enough to blow some bubbles in the water! You look so proud of yourself when you do that, and it’s really quite adorable.
Books continue to be the joy of your life. You will sit still for much longer than you used to, sometimes letting me read four or five books in a row! You love turning pages and pointing at the pictures.
Your vocabulary is continuing to grow, although I’m not sure if people other than us would understand you. You definitely have nicknames for things; all blankets are “bee bees” and bananas are “mannies.” You also LOVE to say “Mama” these days, so I’m about as happy as can be. And we get to hear “please” (“beeeeeees!”) and “thank you” (“teek-oo”) often, which makes us very proud. You’re also understanding so much of what we say and can follow multiple directions when we give them to you.
Perhaps the best thing about you these days is how cuddly you’ve become (something that seems to have come with day care and being sick). You love to curl up with me on the couch or in bed and you’re always ready for a hug and a kiss, sometimes giving the to us without being asked. You’re so damn sweet it kills me. My sweet boy, this rumble-tumble little creature full of so much joy and excitement and wonderfully raw emotions, I just can’t get enough of you.