So tomorrow is J2’s big birthday. This Momma is definitely feeling the sentimental nostalgia of her last baby turning 1. I always have a hard time when my kids have a birthday, but I think that J2 is going to be the hardest to deal with. I know he’s the last one, and he’s not staying a baby like my husband and I asked him to when he was born.
He has to be the sweetest little guy in the world. I know all moms say that about their children, but out of the 3, J2 has shown his true colors right from birth. He loves to snuggle, gives kisses, make you laugh, but is also mischievous and sneaky already. In fact, his favorite pastime is to pull all the DVD’s out, then when you’re cleaning them up, head over to the book-case and pull everything off of there.
By the time my older kids were this age, they were starting to exude their independence. They were not nursing as much, and was much happier sitting on the floor playing rather than cuddling with their parents. Not J2. Unless the kids are doing something that he can be a part of, it’s a guarantee that he is attached to either myself or my husband. And he still nurses like a 6 month old. We’re starting to wonder how old he will be when he weans!
He’s very sensitive. If the kids are crying, he’s either crying with them, or crawling over to give them lovins’. To say no to him means a full-out tantrum with tears and snot from him. He’s also learned that his humor can make everyone laugh, so that’s his new life mission.
He’s nothing like the other kids. He has the “3rd Child Syndrome”. He has decided to turn this household on its head and shake it for lunch money. He was a week late and waited until M had the flu before he showed up.
But he’s are baby, and we’re learning to adapt to him. We wear him more often, nurse him with no intention of ever stopping, spend most nights either pulling our hair out that he won’t sleep in his bed, or just go to bed (in our bed) with him. We cherish the snuggles for fear he might turn on us soon. We wanted him so bad and are enjoying every last wonderful, frustrating minute with him. And wouldn’t change a thing. (Except his sleeping habits!)
Happy First Birthday Baby Bear! You are our little angel in more ways then you’ll ever know! We can’t wait to explore the world with you in your new stages!
ps. I aplogize in advance for the backwards order of the pictures!