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Mr. Stubborn. Seriously stubborn.


“Nathan, look at my eyes,” I say as I go get Nathan out of Time Out. I need to explain to him why he was in time out, but in order to do that, I need to engage him by having him make eye contact with me. Otherwise, I can’t be sure that he’s actually hearing me.

“No… okay?” Nathan replies as he turns his head to the side. He furrows his eyebrows.

“Nathan, I need you to look at my eyes please,” I say. But instead of looking at my eyes, Nathan squeezes his own eyes tightly shut and shrieks at me. “Nathan, when you look at my eyes, you won’t be in trouble anymore.”

“Okay,” he says, still keeping his eyes squeezed shut.

“Look at my eyes, Nathan,” I repeat. “You’re not getting out of Time Out until you look at my eyes.” Finally, Nathan raises his eyes to mine, moving his eyes so slowly that they seemed carrying a thousand pounds of weight behind them. But Nathan, being the Stubborn One that he is, will not succumb to rules, no siree. He won’t have anyone tell him what to do. So, what does Nathan do? Well, Nathan tries to trick me. By PRETENDING TO LOOK AT MY EYES. Instead of making eye contact, he looks at that space in between my eyes, on my nose.

I’ve totally got my hands full with this kid, don’t I?


Mean Ole Mommy


So here lately, whenever Nathan gets in trouble for something, he stretches out his arms, toddles up to me, and gives me kisses and hugs. Even with little tears streaming down his face.

It doesn’t matter if I say a simple “No, not for Nathan” or “Don’t touch that, little guy.” His eyes well up with sparkling tears, his chin quivers, and he starts wailing a broken ambulance siren. Then he throws his little arms around my neck and kisses me.

That’s why I can never be mad at the little guy. He’s such a sensitive, precious sweetheart, and it breaks my heart when I have to hurt his little feelings and not let him do something that could cause him to get hurt, such as playing with electrical cords or grabbing the scissors the millisecond that I have my head turned. (How DO their little hands move SO quickly?). The way he acts when I have to tell him no, you’d think I’m the meanest mom in the world and that I callously crushed his heart!

This isn’t going to get any easier as he gets older… is it?


The Swiveling Head


Well, guess what Nathan did today?

No, it wasn’t a Mega Poop.  And no, he didn’t fall asleep standing up again.

Ok, since the possibilities are endless, I’ll just tell you.

He was on his belly, scooting around the living room floor. Drool was flying everywhere and his hands and feet were spinning and whacking the air so feverishly that they became a blur. I could practically hear the air whistle as his limbs sliced through it. All of a sudden, he stopped, raised himself up to all fours and after rocking back and forth a couple times, he pushed himself up into the sitting position!

For the first time in his life, my little boy didn’t need my assistance to go from laying down to sitting up!

I’m so happy right now!!

See, he’s not started actually crawling with his tummy off the floor just yet. He crawls backwards though. And he rolls around from front to back all over the place. He also does the Army Crawl, and recently, he started doing half Army Crawl, half Lurch. And he’ll get up on all fours and rock back and forth. But no crawling.

If you’re a parent, then I’m sure you can understand when I say that his lack of mobility had me worried. When he was nine months old and still not crawling, I started obsessing over it. After all, I thought ALL babies crawled by nine months.

So I got on the Internet and worried myself to death by researching what other nine-month-olds were doing. I watched You Tube Videos. I cried. I wrung my hands. I obsessed over why he wasn’t like other  babies, and I worried ceaselessly.

I worried so much that I lost sleep at night.

But then his pediatrician said that some babies completely skip crawling and go straight to walking. But he thinks that Nathan is simply choosing not to crawl. Because, get this, he would rather Mommy pick him up and CARRY HIM AROUND. So I quit carrying him around whenever Nathan cried for me to. Now, Nathan plays on the floor and if he wants a toy that’s out of his reach, I gently encourage him to go get it himself. If he cries when I walk away, I tell him to come to me.

And he tries.

He may not be crawling yet, but he is zipping around all over the place.

And he loves to stand. He can’t stand on his own yet or pull himself up, but he can hold onto furniture and keep his balance. And it’s precious watching him because he just looks so proud of himself. He’s all smiles and his head swivels around like that of an owl, trying to take in every single new detail he can obtain from this new height.

Sometimes he looks around so much that it seems like his head is going to just SWIVEL RIGHT OFF.

But his head is still attached. Miraculously, considering the amount of swiveling it does on a daily basis…


His Awesome Cuteness


Paul has taken a four-day weekend in celebration of Thanksgiving. Yesterday we stuffed ourselves so full of turkey that I’m surprised we didn’t start GOBBLING.

Now, we’re going to relax, watch a movie, and enjoy each other’s company. But not before I share some pictures of Nathan on Thanksgiving!

Like I mentioned yesterday, he didn’t take his nap so he was a bit moody. I had to take some pictures of him to cheer him up because he’s a rare breed and actually loves having his picture taken. So I got out the camera, and a huge smile brightened his face.

Thanksgiving 1

I thought taking just a picture or two would do the trick, so I put the camera away after a handful of pictures.

He started pouting.

So I turned the camera back on, but he wasn’t quite ready to forgive me for my transgression. He looked at me with Pouty Eyes that didn’t understand why I would put the camera away when we were having so much fun.

Pouty Face

So after taking a few more pictures, his pout disappeared and he was grinning like a champ again. He looked lovingly into my eyes as if to say thank you, Mommy. Thank you for reading my mind and taking more pictures of my awesome self.

Smiling for Mommy

After a few more clicks, he actually started posing. Like a miniature model. Hand behind the head and all. He’s learning all the tricks on how to keep me taking pictures of his Awesome Cuteness.


Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving and are enjoying your holiday weekend!

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