Last Sunday you turned 1. It feels like just a moment ago that you were born, making our family complete, and now you are already ticking off the days until you’re 2.
Your first year was a pretty easy one, filled with smiles and dimples and not much sleep. I look back over the last year and can’t believe that it’s passed so quickly. Other than your sleep issues, you are an amazingly content baby. It helps that you adore your big sister and she adores you. She loves to entertain you with songs, dances and stories and you are more than happy to be her audience. No one can draw a belly laugh from you like she can.
You started out as a big brute of a baby, topping the growth charts and busting out of clothes in no time. But in the last few months your pace has slowed and you are in clothes that match your age (12-18 months) and sit squarely in the low to middle end of the growth charts. Your one-year check-up clocked you at 21 lbs. 3 oz and 29.5 inches.
You aren’t quite walking yet and seem perfectly content to cruise and crawl. You are lightning quick and shoot across the room to harass the dog in no time. You’ve been standing and walking with help for at least 2 months and are just now starting to take a few tentative steps way from the furniture. But as soon as you realize you aren’t holding on you drop down to your knees. You also “walk” on your knees, which is funny to watch. You’ve been able to crawl up the stairs without help for awhile, and it’s one of your favorite things to do.
You love anything and everything that has a button, but you prefer the real thing over toys. Remotes and phones don’t stand a chance with you.
There are still no teeth in your mouth. You’ve been drooling, chewing and cranky as if teeth were coming in for months but so far, nothing. I’m enjoying the extra time with your gummy grin.
At “school” you are now the big man on campus – one of the oldest in the room – and you take charge when you enter. You know the routine and as soon as you get there in the morning you make your rounds.
You still take 2 naps – sometimes as long as 3 hours. Getting you to sleep is a breeze and you’re a pretty sound sleeper. But it seems that you can’t go more than 5-6 hours without a cuddle or a snack. As tired as I am from getting up every night, I can’t say I don’t enjoy cuddling and rocking you in the dim light of your midnight room. I’m treasuring them because I know their days are limited.
Happy birthday, my little Madman. I love you with all my heart.