22 Months

My Dearest Son,

You are growing and growing and there is no end in sight. It is amazing to watch how in one week you gain so many words and more understanding of the world around you. You love jumping and have been jumping around the house the past few months. I have to hold your hand while walking down the stairs and at each step you ask ‘jump?’ and at each step I tell you not until the bottom step. When that bottom step comes up you give it your biggest jump. Friends are becoming more a part of your world now. You have your little group at MGs right now and they love you and get excited when I drop you off in the morning. We had a play date with some other friends and you did pretty well there too. Over the past month we’ve had a lot of kids over and I think you are a little more used to having to share your toys. Especially after spending a week with your cousin here. The two of you had a lot of fun and it was wonderful to see how the two of you really got along. He is a sweet little boy and you are too.

Words, words, words. You are full of words and full of words that you like. All colors right now are either black or yellow. They are black because you have a pair of black tennis shoes that you love and they are yellow because I think you just like the way it sounds. You love the hard words. Easy words – you still have not time for. Tonight you said metronome several times while watching baby Einstein and there was no prompting from me either. I usually say whatever it is that is on the screen and tonight you beat me to it.

Lately I have had to work hard on keeping things clean because you like it when things are clean and picked up. Lucky for me, you like helping me pick up.

This past week you got your two bottom molars and was not a happy camper for a few days. One afternoon you threw a temper tantrum that you would not get out of. I knew you were a bit hungry as well and tried giving you cheerios and you threw the bowl down scattering all the cheerios. I picked those up for you because I knew you were just mad – I’m okay with you venting your frustrations even when that means (right now) that you just need to toss something (as long as it is cheerios). Then I gave you a ziplock bag full of cheerios and you sat yourself in timeout ate one of them then threw them all on the floor. This time I told you that you had to pick them up…so you took the little hand vac and stood over them crying your eyes out and vacuuming them up. It was pretty funny because I knew that you were upset but thought that it was cool that you were using the vac. I’m sure you didn’t know what to think or do at that point.

I still look at you and am just amazed. I have to remind myself that you are indeed my son. That I am your mother. It is just wonderful. I also see so much of your Dad in you as well. I don’t know if it will ever get easier, the heartache of your Dad not seeing you growing as you are. Not being here to share these moments with me. Not being here to do fun things with you, teach you funny things to do or say, to hold you, to love you, to rock you to sleep. I just always want you to remember that he loved you more than anything. That he was so excited to be a father to you. He was so proud. god he loved you so much.

I love you to my dear son. I miss the family that we were but I think that we are doing okay right now. There is love. There will always be love.

Always your Mom (or Momom)

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