To a tired, lonely mama, these are things of beauty, things one might yearn for.
But as we have muddled our way through (some days with good successes and some days where we have just barely survived), it has occurred to me that he is actually the one missing out on a lot.
With a 26 month-old and an almost 9 month-old, things change fast. Routines, developmental milestones, interests. I thought I wouldn't have much to report at the end of each day when he checks in, other than a daily tally of the tantrums and triggers.
Man, was I wrong.
In the last two and a half weeks, the following has happened:
- Has gone from picking at occasional foods to eating full bowls of beef and barley soup.
- Is, in my opinion, one move away from figuring out the crawling thing and has started to pull up on things.
- Figured out how to go from laying down to sitting up by himself.
- Said "mama". (Man, that first time gets me every time.)
- Outgrew the bucket seat and is now rocking the convertible. He's not sure about it.
- Has decided to potty train himself and is having rousing success. (I would NEVER have planned to do this with the husband away, but this is what you get with a highly persistent child who insists on using the toilet all of a sudden.) I don't want to assume we are almost done with it, because I know he could wake from his nap and decide he's done, but changing a few less diapers a day has been lovely.
- Started talking in short sentences and using pronouns.
- Picked up the baby. (This is not actually desirable, but he can do it.)
- Moved up to 4T pants and youth small shirts.
- Learned to jump from the diving board into the pool by himself.
- Ok, not much changes in a few weeks for a 9-year-old, but he did get moved up in his hockey league to the next level for games and has held his own quite well with kids who have been playing and skating for years. AND he was asked to play goalie this coming week, a role for which he is practicing daily in our garage with great gusto and determination. He even made his own goalie pads out of cardboard and duct tape. Thank you, Camp Invention.