Changing Child

Jackson is growing up. Everyday he changes a little more.  Yesterday he refused to nap, I guess he's getting to a point where he doesn't always need one. I could have used one :-)  but we survived. I did make him spend some time upstairs in his room "resting" though by the disaster that had swept through it by the time I went to get him, I don't think much resting was done.

We went for a walk yesterday after dinner.  He wanted to walk himself so I didn't bring the stroller, or my "backpack" for carrying him.  He's a big boy but he still fits in the Kinderpack Preschool sized carrier I have (and love love love).  He wanted to run in the grass, so we went down the bike path and he ran through the field, picking dandelions and watching out for "dirty poopies" from people who don't pick up after their dogs.  He loved it but he got a bit tired, so when we turned around I had to carry him a bit to explain that we had to go home now, and then he was ok.  For awhile.  I guess because of the lack of nap and all the running he was doing "are you running with me mommy?" He just wore himself out.  So when we were on the way back, and had reached the sidewalks again, he decided to throw himself on the ground, he wanted to walk the other way... umm no.  So I then had to carry him, and I missed my carrier then! 

Today he is napping, and his nose is running with great icky stuff coming out rather more than I'd like.  Not sure if it's some kind of cold or seasonal allergy happening, my own allergies have ramped up the past week or so, and I'm remembering to take my anti histamine most days.  I don't want to let him nap too much but if it is a cold, I do want him to kick it in the butt.

We also got his new big boy bed.  It's a twin mattress and box spring, no frame, just on the floor, but with DIGGERS!  He's very excited about it and loves it.  He can climb in and out himself, and I can lie down with him, though when I do he of course doesn't actually sleep. 

Big boy bed and the Big Boy

During his nap time yesterday I went up and lay down on his bed, hoping he'd lie down with me and rest.  He didn't but he did get me an extra blanket from his closet, cover me up, give me his bottle and his nunu (the white thing on his bed) and rub my arm.  It was very sweet. 

I  miss my little baby though.  I mean don't get me wrong, this toddler/preschooler is awesome and he's growing so fast and so amazing.  But I miss the little squishy baby I had, and the bigger baby learning to roll over and crawl and all that stuff.  So I am pretty sure I'll be going for number 2 this fall.  I plan to go to the doctor for a referral and check up in about a month, by then I should know about a promotion at work too. Once I have the referral, and I assume all the basic blood work and tests done, I should be in a good position to start figuring out sperm donors and all that good stuff. 

I remember being on mat leave and thinking how I wished time would slow down, how I reminded myself almost daily to enjoy these little moments.  Even now I have to remind myself to enjoy my boy, and to remember what it was like with a baby.  I know that the first month or so will be difficult, but the end result will be totally worth it.