I found out I was pregnant with Anders on April 1. April Fools Day two years ago. In fact, I went to CVS on the way home from the beach with Parker (in this picture here) to get a pregnancy test and then took it, nerves rising, in the first floor bathroom of our old house. I was sure that I knew it’d be positive, I wanted it to be positive so badly. Would it be positive? My boobs were sore! I think I’m late? I was grossed out by my scrambled eggs two days ago!
Here we are. Anders is almost 16 months old and I love him so much. I kissed his face, his head, his belly about a hundred times yesterday. When he woke up I crept into the room excited to get my hands on him again. I got on the bed on my stomach, put my head right up to his body, and he wrapped his chubby arms around me. He even does a pat-pat-pat while he hugs. He pulled away to look at me, and hugged again. We did that for close to five minutes. The other night I went up to check on him and he was sort of on his belly, arms above his head, lips all puckered, asleep. I just stared at him in awe (and then, woke him by kissing him. An accident!). I whisper in his ear sometimes, “I’m so glad you’re here.” When Steve pulled away from the house to go to work, Anders stood there in his footie pajamas at the back door, waving at him. Steve and I looked at each other like This kid! This kiiiiid! When he walks, he’s got this wide stance rock-back-and-forth sway and you’re pretty certain he’s going to go down just as he rights himself, over and over. During dinner prep yesterday, he walked away towards the front of the house, just in a diaper, and I followed him over and saw him there sitting with his back to me, red socks on, and a book on his lap. I don’t know why these completely insignificant things are heart-crushingly adorable to me, but they are. Anyone else reading through them will think “Get to the point” but this is it! This is the point. These are the points! Everything this tiny person does is so sweet to me. I pause a million times a day to exclaim to myself, to anyone who will listen: he is so cute. Gosh I love him so much.
I get it. I feel this exact same way about my Beckett… my middle child, currently 22 months. Even when he drives me nuts and gets into mischief every.single.day, I just can't get enough of him. I can't wait to feel this way about my littlest guy, it's the best feeling in the world. True love.
Anders is a doll!
I completely and with the same exact sentiment understand exactly how you feel about Anders, as I feel the EXACT SAME WAY about every single small, insignificant to anyone else thing that my son, Liam, does. He is 15 months and perfect in every way, from the way he also pat pat pats my back when he hugs me, kisses my legs when he runs up to hug them, is obsessed with singing into a microphone, loves brooms, runs, tries to jump but can't get his feet off the ground…everything is perfect and he is just so cute!
I love your blog and your writing style. Thank you for sharing your family and feelings about the growing up and developing of babies – my emotions always get the best of me when I think about my son growing up and I think you put it all into words perfectly!
Those pictures ♥ (I lack your ability to put my feelings in (english) words so this has to do 😉 ) But reading this makes me smile and genuinely happy for you! And you are right: This is the point.
I love this! I feel the same way about my 2 year old.
Love it! I feel the same way with all five of mine! I was just looking at my eldest's baby book today — she's sixteen now — and just thinking, Wow, that was you! And now this is you! And… Wow! This IS the point. I know motherhood is hard, but it's also the best. Thanks for celebrating it!
i get it! only a Momma would understand. thanks for sharing 🙂
Thanks for this.. on a side note, have you talked about co-sleeping and the transition out of your bed with Anders lately? I may have missed a post, but I'd love to hear how this worked (or is working) for your family. I have a 4.5 month old and a 3 year old, and for various reasons have been co-sleeping this second time around when we didn't with our first. As a working mom I love the extra time and snuggles but I really feel like we are all sleeping even worse at this point than her newborn days and I am thinking about changing it up. Any tips? Thanks again!
my boy henry was born on april fools day two years ago! and life has never been the same! i love your appreciation for every little cute thing about your children- it's so important to document and remember these moments as they pass, and to soak up every drop of babyness that you can get!
xo
sami
i love this! "he is the point!" AMEN. i feel/think these things all the time about my 2 year old little guy.