As I read articles about the changes toddlers will go through at the age my son is, I feel a bittersweet emotion. While I feel proud of all the skills my boy is mastering, I feel sad recognizing the fact that he’s growing up. Oh! It does seem so soon. 😦
He can now, not just walk but prance about. Many a time I observe him doing a jig of his own when walking. He is enthusiastic about doing the “jump” off the stairs, off the stool, the sofa everything. There is still a fear that holds him back and makes him reach out to hold my hand, wanting to jump. He’s already climbing on to stuff and I know the day is near when he will be clambering on the grill and platforms. The importance given to safety is never enough. His mind works in ways about things, which won’t even occur to us.
He understands everything that we say and can obey to an instruction perfectly. It’s another matter that he chooses not to, whenever he wants. 😛 He’s thankfully past that phase where he wanted to switch on the switches the moment he spotted them, no matter where he was. He cannot sit still for more than a few minutes even now. But he does spend a little more time sitting with a book or a toy, than before, which is great progress.
With every stage comes it’s own challenges though. Eating out and going to a restaurant causes me so much stress, with him wanting to pull at the spoons and forks or run towards the lift area, wanting to press the buttons so the lift can open. I don’t remember when was the last time I had a peaceful lunch or dinner with my husband.
He so cutely asks “Amma elli” when he can’t spot me. Yesterday, he went searching for me in the bedroom, while I was in the study room. He went in saying “Amma elli” and came out with a sad face saying “illa“. It was the most adorable thing to watch. He broke into a big smile when he saw me and said “illi“. 🙂
Though he can speak a few words, he doesn’t speak much yet. He still resorts to actions and signals most of the times. People tell me to relax and that once he starts talking, I’ll be tired answering the questions. Yeah, maybe! But I can’t wait for the time to have conversations with my child.
Frankly, I can’t remember how life was before him. He’s our sunshine and has crept into all corners of our heart. All these posts and notes where I try to capture his growing up years, will never be enough.