Archive for September, 2012
I’ve been thinking a lot lately. Thinking about how these past three-and-a-half years have flown by. I look at my little boy, remembering how not too long ago, he was just a little baby. Now he’s growing up. I wonder what kind of person he will be when he gets older?
He has such a sweet personality. He’s constantly giving me hugs and kisses. He’s always wanting to sit with me in the recliner and snuggle (and let me tell you, I relish our snuggles because I know it won’t be long before he finds himself too old for such things!) He cleans up his room when I ask him to, puts his dirty dishes on the counter, pushes his chair back under the table, say please and thank you, and is always doing sweet little things to make me and his daddy smile. He loves to give me hugs and will embrace me for so long that sometimes I wonder if he’ll ever let go! (Not that I’m complaining; I absolutely adore his affection.) He’s quick to apologize if he bumps into me and will even apologize to the cats if he runs into them. He likes to run his little hands along my cheeks and asks me if I’m ok or if I’m feeling happy. He has a sense of humor, too. He’ll ask me to close my eyes, then he’ll take a strand of my hair and tickle my face with it. He likes to clown around to get a laugh, and he likes to ask me what my favorite part of my day was (which, of course, is always spending my time with him.) Gosh I love him!
On the other hand, he can be quite onery when he decides to be! He has an incredibly strong-willed personality. I have to be cautious with disclipline- too much negativity sends him into a meltdown. I’ve found that positive reinforcement works quite well with him- I try to catch him doing something right, even if it’s as small as holding over his plate as he eats. And boy, we can really get into Battles of the Wills, let me tell ya. This child is incredibly strong-willed and will fight tooth and nail for what he wants. This can be an asset for him as he matures into an adult, but right now it definitely makes things difficult. Like potty training. Oh man. I’ll save that story for another time.
He loves, loves, loves being around other children, but the poor fellow doesn’t have much in the way of social skills. He’ll run up to other kids, seemingly excited to engage with them, but instead of saying “hi, I’m Nathan! Would you like to play?”, he’ll push them. He also has a rather narrow threshold for the number of kids he can be around. According to the ladies who run the childcare center at the gym, he gets incredibly overstimulated whenever there’s more than four other kids there. If other kids are being obnoxious, running around, and screaming, he loses control and will start melting down. He’ll crash into the floor and walls, pick up chairs and throw them, hurl toys through the air, push, and kick, bang his head on the floor… Then they have to come get me.
I’m not sure if his lack of social skills are due to him being an only child or what, but its definitely something we’re working on. The workers in childcare tell me he is one of the sweetest, most precious children they know- as long as it’s calm in the room. I’m sure it doesn’t help that he has issues with talking. I mean, he IS talking, but just not on the same level as other kids his age. He doesn’t know how to say what he feels, or how to ask other kids if they would like to play, share, take turns, etc. I can imagine how frustrating that would be.
It’s hard to see your child struggle with something, but Paul and I are really working with him, so I’m sure things will work themselves out soon.
He’s a very smart little boy. He’s known his abc’s, both uppercase & lowercase, since he was 2 1/2. He’s been able to count to 100 since he was 2 (with help- he still needs help with the teens and needs to be prompted after 39, 49, 59, and so on.) He loves, loves, loves puzzles! He also loves taking things apart and putting them back together. He’s known all his colors and shapes for over a year now and also knows which way is left and which is right. He can do simple math in his head and has a steel-trap memory. Seriously, this kid can remember something seemingly arcane that I said one time a number of months ago. He can recall commecials he’s only seen once weeks before, and he knows more about dinosaurs than I do. I’m telling you, sometimes I think we have a genious on our hands!
Being a parent is hard. I can say it’s the hardest job I’ve ever had. But oh so rewarding! He makes my heart swell with so much love that sometims I’m convinced my heart will burst. Like when I finish a shower and hear Nathan’s little voice ask me if my shower was nice. Or when I get up in the mornings, hearing Nathan ask me if I slept well. And the hugs! Kisses! And the way he wraps his arms around my neck when I hug him. And when he tells me thank you for giving him amazing hugs. It’s so incredible to watch him grow and learn, seeing his personality develop, and knowing that we are playing a huge role in molding him into the adult he will become.
I love being Nathan’s mommy!
Nathan is quite generous with his kisses. He puts his little hands on each side of my face and will then kiss first one cheek, then the other, and then my forehead. (Oh how I relish those sweet little kisses!) So as Nathan was lavishing me with his kisses, he got a little slobber on me in the process.
“Oops!” He said as he wiped the slobber off with his palm. “I sorry, Mommy. I spilled the kiss!”
And yes, I am still laughing!
Little man says the funniest things sometimes.
Over the weekend, Paul was out running errands. Nathan really misses his daddy when he’s gone, so he repeatedly asked me where Daddy went. I tried to explain that Daddy was running errands, but apparently Nathan misunderstood me. The next time he asked me where Daddy was, I said, “Well, where do you think he is sweetie?” In a hushed voice, Nathan somberly replied, “Daddy’s with the aliens.”
In other news, we took Nathan to a waterpark not too long ago, and it was awesome! Nathan had a total blast! And Paul and I realized we had forgotten to put a swim diaper on Nathan… we still had him in a pull-up. That thing got HUGE! When we finally remembered to put the swim diaper on, the pull-up had completely swelled up. It reminded me of those little foam toys you put into water… it starts out tiny but then you add water and it swells up gloriously. So I took Nathan to the restroom and the pull-up was so swollen that he had to walk bow-legged! When we got to the restroom, I couldn’t get the pull-up off in time and he ended up peeing on my foot.
Nathan does NOT like to wait in lines. We only went down one waterslide as a family, but there was about a twenty minute wait. Not a good idea with a very active three-year-old, let me tell you.
So we spent the majority of the day in the kid-friendly section, and Nathan was in hog heaven. He splashed and climbed and shot water guns. I walked around behind him, enjoying watching my kid having a blast. Hopefully we’ll get a chance to go again next year. I really wanted to ride more of the slides but we just couldn’t do it with Nathan in tow. I did ride one by myself, but much to my chagrin, after I had been in line for about ten minutes, I realized it was one of those group rides. Paul was watching Nathan, so I was solo & surrounded by a bunch of tweens & teenagers.
It was awkward.
And NOT worth the 30 minute wait. Well, at least I’ll know for next time!
At anyrate, spending the day with my little family was awesome. I sure do love doing such fun stuff with my child. There is nothing like seeing a huge grin on his face as he has a blast- and especially when he talks about how much fun he had for days afterward!!