There is a certain someone who turns two on Friday
and I’ve been bracing myself for the terrible two’s.
The thing is… they haven’t shown up just yet.
Maybe this is the calm before the storm
Or maybe I’ll be spared (I can hope right?)
All I know is that, at least right now, Jake is being absolutely delightful.
He has his moments, of course, when he whines (which is my ultimate pet peeve)
or when he throws tantrums... which actually make it hard for me to keep a straight face
because they involve him running away from me and hiding while he wails the fakest cries.
For the most part, though, he’s simply a joy to be around.
Recently he’s gone through some really noticeable development.
He interacts and does funny things to make people laugh.
He entertains himself with cars or trains for longer periods of time.
At bedtime, while he’s not happy to be leaving his toys,
he still follows us into his room and goes in his crib when we tell him to.
I think the biggest progress he’s made
is discovering the ability to express his wants and needs,
whether it’s verbally with his newly found vocabulary
or by pulling my arm in the direction of whatever he wants
or asking me to sit down and handing me a toy when he wants me to play with him.
Perhaps it’s not necessarily that he’s being “better,”
it’s that we’re communicating better.
I don’t have to decipher what he wants all time...
and maybe that makes me a better mom and him a better son.
||mommy and son trip to the aquarium||
||one of his humorous tantrums||
Whatever it is, I’m loving it!
I hope it’s something that we can continue to enjoy for the next few weeks.
God knows I want to bask in these last few weeks of being a mother of one.
I want to give him all the attention in the world while he’s still an only child
and his awesome demeanor is making so easy to love him beyond measure.