Finding calm in the chaos

Finding calm in the chaos

Thursday, February 27, 2014

Happy 1st birthday, Henry!

Dear Henry,
Happy first birthday, buddy! We keep saying it, but we have no idea where your babyhood has gone. All of a sudden, you have turned into a toddler, which is bittersweet. It is wonderful to see you growing and making new discoveries in the world around you, but that leaves little time for snuggling with your mama. Sigh.
 Take these bear pictures, for example. Between a fussy camera lens and a busy baby, we hardly got any shots. You are a whirl of activity these days, crawling quickly after your siblings, pulling books off shelves, emptying drawers and cabinets. You love to play in Schatzi's dog water--an activity that frustrates your father to no end. You like to "read" books all the time, flipping the pages back and forth, and babbling quite earnestly.
 But, at least you are a happy, happy guy. When we get you out of your crib in the morning, we are greeted with smiles and giggles. You are starting to get over your stranger anxiety phase and are reaching out for hugs with family and friends again, which delights everyone. Sam and Natalie dote on you...even when you break their toys and tear up their pictures. You have an easy grin...and an adorable little dimple in your left cheek.

You light up in a special way when Sam plays with you. You two have this sort of crazy boychild wildness and you both get to wiggling and laughing and yelling. I can't pretend to understand it, but I love it.

Natalie wants to mother you...and boss you. You have less patience for that, but you, like the rest of us, love her amidst your daily conflict. You lure her in with one of your open mouthed kisses and then pull her hair and grin.
 Let's talk milestones because your mama's memory gets worse every year. You weaned a couple of weeks ago; it was a slow easy process but another sad step away from babyhood. You sleep most of the night, waking up once of a bottle, and nap once a day. We are better rested that we have been in nearly two years. You aren't quite the eater your siblings were so you've lost your title as "biggest baby"--at least by the one year mark. You can say "Uh-oh" (although it sounds more like "Uh-uh"), Mama, Dad. You say other sounds earnestly and with intention, but we can't quite figure them out yet. You can sign "more" and "all done", but if you really want something, you just yell.
And...drumroll, please...you are starting to walk. About 3-4 weeks ago, you took 2 steps in a row. Everyone clapped and cheered for you...and then I cried a little bit. You've kind of plateau'd there, though; I think crawling is probably your preferred method because you are so stinkin' fast.

Happy birthday, Henry. We all love you so much, little guy.

Love, Mom and Dad

1 comment:

lorettapox said...

Aww! What a sweet letter to your little man. He's growing up so fast! The days are long sometimes, but the years are short.