I feel like its been a really long time since I have sat down and just rambled about my little bug Harry. I think its because he is no longer a baby so typical milestones happen less often and life is generally more consistent. However for my lad and his magic ears there are so many milestones that I just don’t realise he has surpassed and I have found myself sitting and realising that for a kid that couldn’t hear just over a year ago he is doing pretty darn well!!
Harry can now say SO many words and understands pretty much everything that you say to him. He will point out objects in picture books if you ask him to find something, his favourite books being anything Peppa Pig (ew) or Thomas. If you ask him to put his shoes on you are generally faced with a big fat “NO” but it confirms he knows exactly what you want him to do, he just doesn’t want to do it like any other two year old!
Being two and a half is really quite hard according to Harry. Those of you with 18-20 month old babies who think they have entered the so called “terrible twos”, I promise you that you have seen nothing yet, the daily meltdowns are REAL people.. get your gin ready!! Yes I am that mum with the screaming wild one unwillingly strapped in his pram because he wants to run off in town. Don’t you hate the judgey looks from passers by!? They clearly have never had a 2.5 mini person. He is a terrible eater which stresses me out daily, he is defo one of those so called beige eaters and won’t touch fruit or vegetables at home. We have really started to crack down on it though and I’m becoming quite strict with his snacks and treats.. any advice would be gladly received #stressedmumissues
However alongside the tantrums and mayhem, confusingly, comes the most loving moments. Harry will often run opened armed and unprompted to embrace us in a huge bear hug and he blows us lovely kisses every night once hes tucked up in bed. He has so much to say when I pick him up from his childminders and babbles away in his own little language whilst dropping the words “garden” and “park” in here and there.
Harry is and always has been a typical boy, in the sense that he loves nothing more than cars, trains, diggers and planes. The day is never complete unless hes got one scraped knee and a ton if dirt under his fingernails! He is finding the balance between play fighting and actually fist fighting and so far its not going too well! He doesn’t quite understand how to tickle someone and its more like pinching and scratching but he really doesn’t mean to be so aggressive
Sitting and looking back at how Harry has evolved makes my heart feel so warm and fuzzy and I still get that bubbly proud feeling in my tummy when I tell people I have a little boy whom I am so fiercely proud of
I feel like life is really great as a family of three right now and although people around me seem to be extending their families left right and centre I’m so content with my two boys, my team that seems to be growing ever stronger by the day.