So Mini Milk has been one for less than a week, but although part of me is sad and can't believe how fast it has gone, the other part is excited about this time in his life and looking to the future as he grows into his personality and becomes more of a person. I keep waiting for the wave of emotions to hit me, but they don't and I think that is because I'm just enjoying him too much right now to get caught up in looking back.
For instance, he is starting to pick up on language. He has known his name for months, and a month or so ago he imitated his first sound. That word happened to be poop! Considering he spent a good chunk of his first year struggling with his digestive system, there was something very fitting about that! He has also imitated water and banana, and this week he also tried out cake as he was wild for the one I made him. In terms of words he seems to know and is trying to use appropriately, mama and dad seem to be coming along best. He also seems to be using dog too, much to the Pooch's disgust, as she is still terrified of him.
Physically he is coming along well too. He mastered climbing the stairs a couple of months ago, and cruises around furniture easily. He has figured out how to get off the sofa too, but still has no awareness for the edge or how it isn't a good idea to lean backwards whilst near it (*touch wood* no falls yet). Standing unaided isn't really happening yet, though we had a breakthrough tonight thanks to the new toy his grandparents got him - he let go an stood for all of five seconds! The girls at nursery think he's hilarious because the two snack tables are just a little too far apart for him to cruise between them, so he stretches out starfish-like still holding on to one table and not quite able to reach the next, but refuses just to take that unaided step. Even if you try to hold him by just his hands and get him to step forward he often just sits down, so I think walking is still a way off. His latest hand trick is to point at things. Sometimes it seems random, but most of the time he does seem to be pointing at something in particular. He still loves to clap and beat rhythms with anything he can hold, and is constantly waving goodbye/hello/just because.
His eating is coming along quite well, I'm trying to introduce more texture into the foods I make him as he's coping well with more solid food that we give him off our plates. And god, we have to give him food off our plates! It's got to the point that if we go to eat out we don't always take an extra meal for him from home as he loves nothing more than to share ours (particularly off a fork, but as finger food too). He loves bananas and bread, probably because he can get his teeth into them (I think we're on ten teeth now - four bottom front, six top front). I have no idea what he weighs though, as I can't take him to the clinic now I'm at work and I haven't even popped him on the bathroom scales just to get a rough idea.
He is sleeping fairly well, going down between 6.30-7.30pm, but he's in this awful pattern of waking up at 4am for a bottle before going back own again until about 6am. He has one or two naps during the day too, which can be anywhere from 45mins to 2hrs. We moved his cot into his own room about a month ago, and he wasn't phased at all. I had hoped when he moved into his own room we'd be in a new house and I could decorate it and make it all his, but because Pink Milk uses it at weekends I can't really do that. Her colour scheme around her bed is pink and turquoise, so I'm hoping I can bring the turquoise tone to Mini Milk's area of the room in some way and make his section more him. But I'm not in a rush for that, because I am so not in the mood for decorating any time soon!
He had his first haircut at the start of July, and his second one yesterday - my hairdresser trimmed his fringe and a little round his ears when I was in there getting my hair done. He coped so well, which is good because he has a ton of hair! He's very lucky, Half Pint's first haircut was done by me, where I basically just cut a straight line above his eyes...poor kid, I look back at his photos from then and cringe!
Mini Milk is such a little character...I think he's going to cause us no end of trouble! He's cheeky, and can be quite devious. He seems to understand when we say "no" to him, but he often just looks at us and then carries right on with whatever he's up to. And we've noticed that he'll try sneaky ways to do what he shouldn't - at his grandparent's house he wants to get into the ornaments on the fire hearth, so will throw his toys near them so that he has an excuse to crawl over to them. When you catch him at things, he'll often give you a big grin and turn on the charm. And what charm! Sometimes I can't stand the levels of cute. Especially now that he seems to tolerate snuggles a bit better! He likes to feed me his toast, and even gives the occasional kiss.
The reflux he struggled with for most of his first year seems to be a thing of the past. Thank god, as looking back on those days where I spent the whole time stinking of puke and having nervous breakdowns as he ruined his outfit seconds before we left the house still make me want to curl up and cry.
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