To my dearest littlest,
I feel much more emotional writing this on the evening of your birthday than i thought i would, which to be fair could be down to the bubbles we had at 4.43pm. You are now a whole year old and lay sound asleep upstairs, tired from your crazy day of trying to eat wrapping paper, gazing at fishes and thumping cake.
The big shiny balloon tied to the wheel of your new fire engine has been the star or the show, as we knew it would, which is to the great delight of your big brother who claimed said fire engine as his own, as we knew he would.
We’ve had a lovely but funny old day, lunch at JB’s diner and then to the aquarium on the seafront. Had we of realised how terrible the weather would be we probably would have stayed closer to home. I had to hold onto the buggy for dear life and your brother was terrified and couldn’t keep his feet on the ground. Still i guess its the stuff memories are made of :)
We arrived at the aquarium absolutely bedraggled and soaking wet but you loved the fish making it immediately worth it. We’ve been before but this time you were so much more absorbed, pointing away and chatting at all the brightest colours as they swam past.
Its been much change for you over the last couple of weeks, your personality and involvement in everything around you is growing by the day. You helped me wash your brother’s hair in the bath yesterday which i enjoyed, him not so much. You say ‘Mama‘ and ‘Daddin‘ and i think ‘Teddin‘ too. Replacing the ‘y‘ on the end of words with an ‘in‘ is exactly what F did.
You took your first steps a week ago, you know it’s clever and you toddle between us laughing and giggling and looking at our faces for approval. First two, then three or four and i think we got a five or six yesterday! It’s so strange that it was at exactly the same stage that F took them too, 51 weeks to the day. It’s actually scary at times how similar you two are.
You like:- playing with doors, your toothbrush, other peoples toothbrushes, laughing, sticking your fingers in our mouths, beards, pesto pasta, blueberries, your sleepy sheepy, sucking your thumb, climbing the stairs, being chased, swings, pulling chunks of hair out of the cat, smiling at anyone who casts a glance your way, and the sound of the key in the lock when your ‘Daddin’ comes home.
You don’t like: – people taking your toothbrush away, being stuck in your buggy too long, having your nappy changed (one bit), getting dressed or Marmite (sort this out please.)
Toothbrush frickin crazy! Woe betide anyone tries to brush their teeth in front of you. The fact you may already have your own is irrelevant – you want ALL visible toothbrushes at ALL times.
We’ve been racking our brains for things to add to the don’t like list but you are just a pretty happy guy! Always smiling, always laughing, always on the go, wanting to explore everything and determined to the core, er again, just like your big brother at your age. You relationship with each other has also come on leaps and bounds and i still very much believe that one day soon you will be proper little buddies. Fingers crossed you will take over my ‘lets race cars’ duty anyway.
I am so looking forward to getting to know you more and more as your personality continues to bloom and you move from the baby to the toddler stage. But at the same time Its a little bitter sweet and i must admit there is a part of me that wants to freeze your chubby baby limbs and gummy grin in time.
You wouldn’t settle tonight at bedtime and so i ended up sitting with you cuddling you to sleep; something i have not done for a good long while. I wonder if you sensed things were changing too? Perhaps you wanted to let me know you were still my baby for a little while longer yet. Well that’s just fine with me my littlest, that’s just fine with me.
All our love to your little facey, forever and always xxx
**************P.S. I have a new book OUT NOW! You can nab it on Amazon here or in your lovely local bookshop :)