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Baby Boy is 15 months old! He is officially one year and a quarter! Boy oh boy how did this happen. Not just him turning 15 months old, but all of it. How did he come to be in my life? How did I get chosen to be his mother? How did all of this magical bliss become my reality?
I’m shocked. Shocked that I’ve been doing this mothering thing for 15 months, not counting the pregnancy (25 months!). Good-ness gracious! I really do marvel at this. And I really am shocked. And I really am still scared. And I really am unsure. Yes, even after all this time and the many things I know I’ve learned and figured out. Nonetheless, even though 15 months is a long-short time, it’s minute when it comes to his life. I mean one day I’ll be celebrating his 15th year with us! I’m blown away just by the mere thought of doing this.
Our family is so young. I know we’ve so much more to learn and so many more ways in which to grow and change. There are a vast number of experiences we’ll have. If this last year and a quarter are any indication, then I know we’re really in for a wonderfully, awe-inspiring, great journey and I can’t wait! Well, yes I can wait. I don’t want to rush anything, because I know there is no real destination (link). That’s probably one of the biggest things I think I’ve learned on this journey of motherhood. There really is no destination in sight. There’s no end, there never will be. Nothing about parenting is designed to be a destination. It’ll always be a journey, one that’s never-ending and is always challenging.
Baby Boy, at 15 months is quite a character, too! His personality seems to come out more and more. He is such a true explorer, yet so secure he’ll go far from me before “checking in”. He loves to find things (rocks, sticks, and leaves are his favorite) to give to me. He has such abandon while he’s exploring. I love watching him.
He also loves to see how things work. It must be a somewhat innate thing, because he will watch until he thinks he knows or try until he figures it out. I know we’re not raising him with most of those stereotypical male influences (trucks, cars, strong and brave professions, working on things) intentionally. We don’t have a TV in our house and the very small amount of tv-type viewing he gets is limited to this ABC video and now this potty song and this one, too. Recently, I found the “Kid Mode” on my phone and so occasionally I’ll put it on that and Baby Boy will just walk around with the phone (not really doing much with it), except he loves this video they have on digging machines. Other than that, the few times he’s seen or helped Hun do “typical male” activities has been few. Nonetheless, Baby Boy is certainly intent on figuring everything out. I love watching him as he sits, developing his brain strength in this way.
Baby Boy’s language skills are definitely increasing. He is truly saying (or attempting) more and more words. He’s now saying “cookie”, “bath”, “bathrmm” (bathroom), “daddy” (though we say Papa here), and “wok” (work), amongst others. I feel very honored to be able to watch Baby Boy as he continues to develop his language skills. Apparently, despite my effort, Baby Boy has decided that nursing will be referred to as “na na” (said incessantly until he gets to nurse, of course).
Baby Boy’s love of books continues and he had a blast at our most recent library trip, where he sat and pulled out only a couple books to look at while I searched for a stack to take with us. His interest and attention while reading (especially if he wants to read) has improved greatly. He’s not as quick to pull a book from my hands and play with it while I try reading anymore. And, we have to clap when the book is finished. I started this a long time ago, but apparently it’s stuck and he likes it.
Other than that, he’s now about 31″ and 28 or 29lbs. He still has that full head of beautiful, curly hair and his wonderful light-up-the-room smile! Happy 15th Birthday little boy, I love you so so much!