Archive | July, 2012

How can you be four?

28 Jul

Just how?

Surely you were just born a minute ago? Weren’t you?

I know I watch you grow every day. With amazement and awe mostly. But still, four years?

Your favourite things are dinosaurs. You can identify them on sight. Not only that, you spout random facts about them and can answer more questions than I care to ask. Marine mammals and sea creatures come a close second.

Your favourite colours are blue, brown and pink, at least that’s what you say. But you seem to favour bright orange and neon green when it comes to clothes.

You like watching The Octonauts, Dino Dan, and Caillou. Thomas gets a look in sometimes too. You used to watch things from start to finish. Now you tend to wander off in the middle, still managing to pick up whatever factual tidbit is going. But you can sense when I’ve turned off your shows, even when you’re outside. But that’s ok “Cos I’m is big now. I can watch the news with you Momma.” And you do. Picking out random words and repeating them until you have yourself in hysterics. Then you declare “That man is silly” and wander off.

We go on “adventures” almost every day. Thankfully you are easily pleased and an adventure can be going to the supermarket. Your favourite adventures are going to the children’s museum, the beach, and the aquarium.

You’re super excited about your sister, eager to show her things and kissing her at every opportunity. She loves to see you coming too. It’s the cutest thing.

You have just started colouring things in. Before, everything was scribbled. I am no longer worried that you won’t “graduate” from kindergarten šŸ˜‰

When asked, you say your favouriteĀ  food is “beans and cabbage”. I have no idea what you’re talking about. It would seem it’s a dish I cooked, once, aeons ago. I have no idea what it could be. I would have said your favourite food was mussels, any kind of seafood actually. With seaweed being your favourite snack. But you’ll eat just about anything, except tomatoes, peppers and brussel sprouts – I won’t eat tomatoes or sprouts either so I can’t say anything!

Each year I spend with you brings new joy. Seeing the world through your eyes is an education. Thank you.

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I miss you

15 Jul

No one told me that when you had a second child you miss your first. Even if he’s there, bopping around, still doing the things he always did. The problem is that his unbridled enthusiasm threatens to waken the small baby that I have just gotten to sleep. The problem is that when he wants to play his sister wants to feed. There is just less time to interact with him. And less energy. Perhaps even less willingness – who doesn’t want to spend their time snuggling a newborn, smelling their head?

Another problem, unique perhaps to us, is that my Mother is still here. So he goes to her. And, well, I miss being the first port of call, even when I have my hands full.

I can see that our relationship is evolving. He is growing up, becoming more independent. He is the big brother. But he’s still my baby. I love who he’s becoming, but I miss my baby, even when he’s right there, looking back at me.

And I know this was coming regardless. I mean I have and “Oh My God! My baby is growing up panic about every two weeks, but the arrival of his baby sister seems to have accelerated the whole process. And made it all the more real.

But moments like this make it all worthwhile.

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