My babies are not babies anymore. They’re little boys.
They’ve obviously been headed in this direction for some time now and many might argue they haven’t been babies in a long while.
But before I could still scoop them up, squeeze em and love all over them. I could still hold them in my arms. They both gave kisses willingly and snuggles were never enough. Mommy could always “fix” the problem. Both always looked to me (or The Hubs) for guidance and assurance.
Now they’re just so darn independent. An opinionated. And goofy. They still love me. Its just differently. I know it will change again as they continue to get older, more mature, and “grown up”.
I also realize these are signs that we are doing something right. Asserting their ability to do things on their own, make their own decisions and learn from it. It still means they need me less and that’s a hard pill to swallow.
Corbin is 42′ tall and (has thankfully gained a few pounds since the tonsillectomy) weighs in at 36.4 lbs. He still has his stunning blue eyes and sweet smirk. Corbin still wakes up first, and entirely too early, but gives the reason that he needs to snuggle. Sometimes it means he gets up more than once during the night. He has agreed to “give up” sucking his thumb now that he is a big 5 year old but still loves his blankie fiercely. He has a very outgoing personality and is always pretending he is something or somewhere but he has to get permission first – Mommy, can I pretend I am ________?
Corbin is not shy. He will let you know how he feels, who pushed/stepped on his foot/didn’t play with him, who he doesn’t like, all usually within earshot of the other kid’s mom at after school pickup. Sheesh. I try to embrace it. Kids are honest and Corbin is going to deliver you the truth.
Since starting at a montessori school Corbin has drifted towards math and enjoys those lessons. Montessori schools use a lot of hands on objects to learn (i.e. counting beads, stacking blocks) and that is right up his alley. Corbin is the pickiest eater. He will like something one day and not the next, he love all typical kid food but he does like more meat options then average. The only veggie that gets past his lips are corn and carrots – occasionally.
Since day one, Weston has always been just a hair bigger than his brother. Weston weighs in at 38 lbs and is 43.5″ tall. Occasionally, I think my boys are tall (both are greater than the 75%) but then I see them next to a really tall kid! Weston has the biggest smile and loves to laugh at Corbin (who loves to make him laugh). Weston has a mixed personality. He can be very bossy and assertive at home but in social setting, he really needs Corbin to give him confidence. We were camping a few months back and he was desperate to go play with the kids across the campground but would not go without Corbin. Once he feels Corbin’s support and gets the courage up to go introduce himself, he’s off. Sometimes to Corbin’s displeasure because he gets left behind.
Weston likes to please us more than not, especially when I’m on my last bit of patience. Or when Corbin has made me cry (true story). Weston is a pretty good eater but is not a fan of most meat choices. He will eat an occasional meatball or piece of lunch meat and much prefers carbs (like his momma). Weston will still come to to mommy to “fix it”, whatever it is and I hope that doesn’t stop too soon.
Corbin and Weston filled our lives in a way I never knew they could. The Hubs and I both badly wanted kids but there really is no way to understand how fulfilling children make life until you have them (whether it’s the old fashioned way or adoption or even gaining kids through a marriage). It’s not always easy but the hard times are totally worth it.
We are an infertility “success” story. What’s compelling is we were never really diagnosed with anything to make us infertile so it was an “unexplained infertility” which was heart wrenching. It’s easy for me to look back and say, God planned it this way. It was impossibly difficult to endure but it did work out perfect, according to His plan.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY WESTON AND CORBIN!