Months. Can you believe it?
Last week, as I pushed the Nuggets around Sam’s Club, a little old lady asked me how old they were. I answered, “a little over a year and a half…well closer to two….ummmm no, no, they’re 20 months“.
This stems from my pre-mom day. I hated when people would say their kids age in months after they turned one. I’ve said it before and I’ll said it again, I’ve had to “take back” all kinds of crap I said before becoming pregnant and a mom.
Anyways I was wrong because last week, they turned twenty one, freak’n months old. Holy hell. At first, anything past 12 months was all shock and awe. Now, I feel like we are quickly approaching T W O. Nooooooo. Not yet.
This afternoon, I stared down at Weston sleeping peacefully and thought; you are still so little. You are still mommy’s baby boy. And, like I do often, I think about my mom. I wonder how strange it is to remember me (and my brothers) as little nuggets. A little babe wearing a onesie, sleeping with our tooshie in the air and then in the same instant, blink and be able to look up and see a grown adult.
I can’t screw this up. I want these boys to grow up (a long, long time from now) to be men like their daddy. Southern gentleman, with a bit of a Texas twang (love that about The Hubs). Sweet, polite, loving and loyal. Just plain, good people.
In the meantime, I’m going to soak up every second of twenty one months.
This guy likes to sleep. When wake him up (lately we have to wake him), he lays there sucking his thumb and snuggling with his blanket. He loooooves that blanket. He is my snuggler for sure, climbs into my lap and just sits contently. Anytime I request a kiss, he comes right up and plants one on me, or Daddy or Weston.
Corbin is all about sharing. If there are two stuffed animals, he picks both up and brings one to Weston. If Weston doesn’t take it, he freaks out…but lets just focus on the sharing. He is very protective of a toy he is playing with. Cor has stopped bitting about 97% of the time but if Weston is relentless in his pursuit of something Corbin has, West will be on the receiving end of Corbin’s chompers. It’s a mean bite too. Bruises usually pop up in the following days.
His fits are still as dramatic as any one of the Real Housewives of ____ and I have to hide my face when he’s in the throws of one because I’m usually giggling. As long as he isn’t banging his head on anything (that is the tantrum I don’t like so much). But picture a toddler who throws a foot out, slowly lowers himself to the ground, rolls over, and carefully places his head on the ground before he yells out his discontent. I’m telling you, this guy is going to be an actor or singer or something artistic.
He is weighing in at 27.2 lbs and there is no way either of them will ever stay still long enough for me to measure them.
Cor doesn’t really have any new vocabulary this month. Oh wait, he tries to say lawnmower. Seriously kiddo? How about ball or hot? He goes all out with the multi-syllable words. He definitely knows I am Mama (Nana is how he says it) and loves to sing my name when he is looking for me. If I point to Weston and ask “who’s this?” he sometimes responds with “bubba”. I do refer to each of them as brother, so I’m guessing that is where it came from. Both Nuggets like to put their hands up and ask a question like, “where did it go?”
West is in the thick of teething. Four molars are s l o w l y coming though at the same time. Some days are fine, others are rough. I feel for the guy.
Weston is also very whiney. I think this will tone down when he starts communicating better because it’s usually something he wants but cannot tell me. Most of the time, I can ask him to show me and if it’s something he cannot have, I say no and he moves on to whatever. There have been a couple of times he has pushed his *wrench under a door and that usually leads to a melt down. Usually because mommy didn’t know the wrench was under there. *This wrench is a plastic toy that came with a a tool box gift. Recently we got it out (age appropriate) and Weston is SUPER DUPER attached to the dang thing. Like, we worry about it ever going missing because we will be in some shit if he cannot find it. Strange.
Currently, Weston’s tantrums are less dramatic then Corbin’s but are causing more bodily harm. He hits his head on the floor, table, wall, couch or my leg. This has lead to several scratches and bruises. He bites on random stuff out of frustration but luckily, not his bro. When Corbin was getting his molars he did the same. I hope this passes quickly because West has several bruises and scratches on his forehead.
Weston isn’t really using his words either. A lot of pointing grunting. The newest development since last month is “gone gone”. When someone leaves the room, when he is done with his food (or it’s on the floor) or when the music ends, Weston is sure to say, “gone gone”. He is weighing in at 28.2 lbs, still just a bit bigger than his brother.
Weston also received his first haircut this month and I was way more sad then I thought I would be. The stylist asked if I wanted to keep any of his hair and I was like, “pshhha, no. Well maybe. Yes. Yes, I do.” All in the same breath. She gave him a great cut and The Hubs loved it. I hated it. For about two days. It is a good haircut but he looked SO different. After 48 hours, I was on board. Corbin is next. I always think I’m not going to perceive every milestone as a “big moment” but they are. They totally are.
My boys are getting too big, too fast.
Although they aren’t communicating with me, I can tell they both are understanding a lot more. I can ask either of them to go do something and they will try to complete the task.
Please throw XYZ in the trash
Pick up the magnets and put them back on the fridge
Let’s get into our chairs for lunch
Put your blankie/monkey back in your bed
95% of the time the tasks are completed. The other 5% is an opportunity for a tantrum.
I’m even more in love with these guys then I was before, if that is even possible. I’m probably leaving out so much about how they’ve changed lately as I feel like it’s impossible to really capture it all on this little blog. I know it’s only been two weeks but I feel like we’re making a stronger bond and I’m so grateful that I have this opportunity.