Almost 2 years ago I was very heavily pregnant and approaching my due date of the 16th December. It had snowed heavily and I was stuck indoors…bored! I didn’t mind too much though as it meant I could just sleep all day and at that stage in my pregnancy I was either completely tired all the time or wondering where my next lamb chop was going to come from. Even in the heavy snow. Lamp chops were my obsessive craving.
Thankfully this mental craving only lasted the duration of my pregnancy, after which I quickly went back to hating all fatty things and spending ages cutting it off any meat I touch.
Almost two years on I have a toddler that hates lamb. He doesn’t like the chewy texture and will chew for a while and then try to spit it back out again, much preferring chicken. Cottage Pie is a firm favourite though…on the days where he is in the mood to eat. One must be in the mood. And one mustn’t let food get in the way of playing.
Two years on we have a toddler that has changed our lives forever and continues to do so every day. The little whirlwind that doesn’t stop and who, over the last month, has taken to dancing to every tune that comes on TV. Not just bum wiggling but even groovy hand moves. Straight out of the 70’s. And everyone must join in!
Two years ago today I didn’t know whether we were having a boy or a girl. My instincts told me it was a boy but I couldn’t picture what he looked like. At this stage we hadn’t even chosen a name for him/her. We always meant to sit down and look through name books but I don’t remember touching a single one. We just rattled off names we liked and 100% were ruled out. It had to be right. We hadn’t found the right one. It took us until he was a day old to finally seriously start looking. In the end, naming him wasn’t that hard. And so he was named Little Z.
Two years ago I had no clue of even how to hold a baby. Before I had little Z I would only hold a newborn for about a minute if I was lucky before they started crying. I really only liked “solid” babies. You know, the one that could sit up and giggle. Then I could entertain for hours!
Two years ago I had no idea what it was like to have a baby in your life.
Two years on we have a little boy with his own personality. I can see my stubbornness in him. I slightly dread the teen years and hope he is a better teen than I was. I can see the OH’s slim build in him ( that will always be there no matter how many pizzas we try to feed him!) and a love of sport. I can picture us freezing at the side of the football pitch watching him run after the ball constantly. Even if he’s not meant to.
I remember when Little Z turned one and there was a big part of me that was very sad about it. He was growing up and it felt like those first months had gone by too quickly and that I’d never get them back. This last year has been SO much fun though. This last year was the year he grew into a little boy. The year he’s given us an insight into who he is as a little person and just that is a world of discovery in itself. Things he likes, things he doesn’t like, the things he says, the things he finds awesome and the way he makes the tiniest thing the centre of the universe for a while.
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Aw a lovely post hun, i can’t believe they are so nearly 2. I hope he has a great birthday! xx
That is a great picture and comments, such a great way to preserve your memories x x x
Many congratulations and Happy Birthday to you both. It’s great you have so many memories on here. They stay so little for such a short time, it’s like you can feel it slipping through your fingers and you want to keep them as they for just a bit longer… but it’s not to be and truth be told, things will only get better and better 🙂
why walk when you can run awww cute
Love that summing up of what he’s like now. I think they must (almost) all like pizza and chips. H has it every Friday at school even if he knows I’m doing pizza for tea.
Such a lovely post. I have a recently turned feisty two year old on my hands and every day he amazes me. Hope the birthday celebrations go well x
That is such a gorgeous dedication, makes me want to do something similar. How very very lovely.
Liska xx
Ahhh I can’t believe he is 2 already! Happy Birthday Z! I was so sad on Iyla’s first birthday but I didn’t feel emotional at all when she turned 2, you are right, this year has been so much fun and although it’s harder work, it’s so much more rewarding and enjoyable! x
Hi, this is beautiful. It’s something that I always do, look back. Look back and smile. It’s funny how you can smile at the sleepless nights, “They weren’t that bad were they?” And smile at the pen on the wall and food staines in the carpet. Because being a mum is special. And everything that happens is amazing. From the moment your baby is born he is influenced by his surroundings, and the one thing that no one can ever have more of is a mothers love for her child. And yes, time flies, and things change, and the unknown becomes the usual just as the usual becomes the unknown but there is always, always so much to look forward to. 4 years ago today I knew I was having a baby in 5 days time. I didn’t know anymore than that. Time has flown but I have enjoyed every single second.
Awww lovely – I know what you mean, my little one is a tiny bit younger but it has been such a pleasure to watch him turn into a little boy from being a baby, with his own little personality and mannerisms and so funny as he copies what his dad and I do. Lovely pic. xx
What a beautiful post 🙂 I always cry on my kids’ birthdays but I’ve come to realise that with each birthday comes an even better year with an even more amazing child so that helps. Enjoy! And happy birthday little Z!
xxx
A lovely post to look back on when he is 4! So I wasn’t the only clueless one when it came to 1st babies, I had no idea about holding mine or knowing one end of a nappy from another, amazing how soon it all became 2nd nature though!