BabySam was 1 on Tuesday.
(No, I don't know how that happened either!)
I will write about him for his birthday, I guess I will just do that here, stream of consciousness, because it may be that or nothing, my computer time is so limited.
He is not yet walking but that is just fine with me, I'm not ready for his babyhood to end. He took his first steps between Papa and I on Tuesday.
He has been fixed on me as his primary ever since hub went back to work a few months ago. He is most easily comforted by me, and if I pick him up after I haven't seen him for a few hours then he cries if I even think about setting him down again.
He is insanely beautiful. His brown eyes have the most gorgeous shape. When he smiles everyone in the room turns into a puddle of goo. He still smiles and giggles easily although he is definitely experiencing normal stranger and separation anxiety. He loves his brother but his love is violent sometimes and Basil gets slapped, headbutted, bit and kicked quite a bit and is very saddened by this, even though they are literally all efforts to connect and be close to his big brother on Sam's part.
He is strong and confident, and he LOVES music :D He has great rhythm.
He loves to try to feed himself and others with his utensils. He is now preferring to jam bigger pieces of food into his mouth rather than tiny bits. He has 8 teeth. He eats things he can put in his mouth himself, recently loving grapes and artichokes. He likes chicken, corn and Papa's beef pie. But he still doesn't eat enough, because he won't let us just spoon lots of mush into him. He eats plain yogurt too, and makes a terrible face as he does, but then will more readily eat other mush like green beans. When he is not interested he shakes his head very emphatically, it's adorable!
He will place a block on another to make a tower. He loves his little baby car. He climbs stairs with speed and abandon, and we have to keep doors closed all the time or he would take off.
He is just starting to point with one finger, and has been gesturing towards things that interest him with his outstretched hand for a while now. He knows what he wants.
To get him to sleep Papa rocks him in the chair, having to hold him firmly. He cries to sleep most times, no matter how exhausted he is, but he is at least in the arms of those who love him, and it doesn't take too long, maybe 5-10 mins. He is not ready to have only one nap but when he gets 2 naps he won't sleep for the night before 11pm so it is better for everyone to just let him be tired all morning and then nap around 12, so we can get him to sleep by 9pm. He sleeps fitfully, nursing throughout the night.
I love cosleeping with him, even if I don't get great sleep. He is very cuddly and loving.
He does well with sitters Marias and Ana, falling to sleep on their chest with singing and little crying.
He says Mama and Papa, and something that sounds like "right there" (more like "ite der") when he is gesturing to something.
He laughs and laughs when riding on his Grampa's back, and he loves throwing a ball back and forth with Grandma. Like Basil, he's got a great throwing arm! He loves to sit on my knee and engage in simple games. He is just learning to make noises, like the dinosaur in the bath says roar and cars say brrm. He adores Basil still, but always wants whatever toy Basil is holding, or to climb all over Bas. In general he smiles and laughs easily, but can be shy and tire of strangers. I love how he will spend some time at baby class just sitting on my knee, or hanging on to the back of my backjack floor seat. He also does his share of working the room and socializing.
We love him so much. I really really love having two. That feels like we beat some kind of odds. I am so thankful that despite everything that happened during my pregnancy, Sam appears completely normal, and very smart. He is tall and strong.
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