Every time I look at you, you seem to be doing something new.
At the moment it’s all about asserting your authority. If I dare to take a ‘toy’ (something you’ve found e.g. a piece of plastic) off you then you like to make your feelings known about this betrayal often showing your disdain with clenched fists along with a scream. Getting frustrated that you can’t do all the things you’d like to just yet such as walking also elicits a good scream, and sometimes I have no idea why you are having a good scream. Sorry about that.
At 11 months old your level of understanding is obvious to me. Your interaction with your sister is different to how you interact with anyone else and this makes my heart swell in my chest with love. You won’t go far wrong with her on your side let me tell you. The way you look at me sometimes when other adults talk to you -it’s like we have our own understanding going on. I revel in these moments too because these are my little bonuses for being your no 1 person.
It’s all going so fast the months have almost blurred together I’m afraid. I couldn’t say exactly when you progressed through each new skill though I have been writing things down here and there along the way. There are so many new things you are learning with each week that passes. Usually when speaking to other mums it hits me how little time you have been on this earth, practising these skills. This is what I said to you though wasn’t it – part of our secret conversations between me, you and the bleepy machines when you were born. I said listen to my voice, and keep practising all your baby things and I promised I would practise all my mummy things and we would bring them together when you were better. Which we did didn’t we and some days those early harrowing days seem like a lifetime ago, sometimes I am over taken with gratitude as my brain flits back to previous thoughts about how you might develop and what our future may look like together. Here we are with you, 11months old, throwing full on tantrums, happily breastfeeding (told you I’d take care of the mum things), waving na-nights to the family as we go up the stairs together and it’s just wonderful watching you grow.
How honoured I feel that God sent you and your sister to me. How the enormity of the potential mistakes I could make for you can almost make my breath catch in my throat. I watch a pretend show reel of your future life in my mind as I sway you to sleep some nights. Imagining you with your own family one day coming home for Christmas with your own children, and accomplishing all and any things you wish to, living a fulfilled and happy life until a very, very healthy old age. I can see your name written out in my mind’s eye and what you may look like at 5, 15, 18, 30. Just the same as I did when rocking your sister to sleep in my arms in those quiet small hours a few years ago.
11 months – almost crawling, vocabulary sounds becoming more varied, asserting what you want and don’t want very pointedly! Including arching when being put into pram or car seat. Painful teething – top two. Pushing up from tummy to sitting. Standing and stepping with support.
10 months – pincer grabbing (has this been longer I’m not entirely sure!) Interest in food you can hold, spitting food when you’re bored of being fed – yuk. Nipple biting! Ouch. Loving swimming! Brave soul. First Christmas! Waving. Clapping. High five.
9months – Enjoying baths. Everything still going straight in your mouth. Enjoying toys more. Getting around a room but not traditionally crawling. Mamma/Dadda.
8 months – Loving the wah wah game (hand to mouth). Eating, napping, jumper-roo-ing. Lost interest in dummy.
7 months – Sitting well. Eating well. Rolling. Loving singing group.
6 months – First tooth! (bottom one) Sitting -nearly stable. Rolling. Enjoying being carried everywhere.
0-5 months – Generally lying around getting introduced to the world! First smiles! Millions of things going on inside your brain I’m not aware of yet! 😉
I love you. Happy almost birthday! My big brave strong boy. xxxxxx