With all the baby talk going on, I realize I haven’t done much updating on Damian. He’s growing up too fast for me to keep up so I don’t even know where to begin.
One of the most recent Damian events was his first day of “school.” He’ll be going to his Children’s Morning Out/Preschool program two days a week this year just like he was during the summer. He’s in the “Older 2s” classroom now, and he seems to be adjusting well. It was fun getting to see all the kids on their first day this year. Damian’s last ‘first day of school’ was actually in the middle of their school year. Looking back over how much he’s changed since then in January, I’m almost scared to think about how much he will change this year.
The biggest change he’s gone through recently has been his talking. I’m consistently blown away by him and any developmental milestone he achieves, but talking has been very different for me. With every word, phrase, and now sentence, I feel I learn a little bit more about the little guy who I’ve been loving and living with for the last two and a half years. He’s taught me that he is in fact as silly as I thought he was, he remembers more things than I would have ever imagined, he already knows how to bake cookies, and that everything is better when bigger and faster (yes, he belongs on one of those AT&T commercials.) He loves to count up to five, he calls little things “babies,” and he thinks his name is “Big Guy.” Taking after Nate, he loves to make up songs. Negotiating and stalling are hobbies of his, and he’s already excelling at both. Bedtime now take 3 times as long thanks to the conversations he gets me into. Somehow he knows all of my weaknesses and will decide he needs to talk to “baby” or that he needs to “pray more.” How do you say no to these things?!
Another big development in D’s life is that he’s officially done with his therapies! The end of August was the last of both physical therapy and speech therapy. We’ve been seeing Damian’s PT since he was 4 months old and his SLP since he was 15 months. Part of me has always ‘hated’ that we had to do therapies and thought I’d be so glad if we could never have to go again. However, these two women have become part of our family. It was bittersweet to have our last appointments. I know this is exactly what we wanted but they have special places in my heart for all they’ve helped our family through. In the end though, know we have been so extremely blessed to have a child who is able to graduate from therapies and be meeting his developmental markers. He keeps being our miracle!
As far as everything else goes, Damian is still a mama’s boy but he’s got a special love for his daddy. I think it’s funny how he acts so differently for each of us. For Nate, he will be much more independent, almost in a ‘see what I can do Dad?!’ kind of way. He’s potty trained except for at night and naptime. The big boy bed has been good, although there are a lot of naps that I miss the cage-like nature of the crib! And I’m not sure if it’s him or me, but he has gotten MUCH faster. Seriously, this kid can run! Maybe it’s just that I’m huge, but Nate and I both agree his ‘form’ has gotten much better and he no longer looks like a wobbly toddler but a little kid when he takes off from us. Maybe he’s inherited some runner genes.
One of my last posts about Damian was about how challenging this age is and that continues to prove true. However, I really do love it (when he naps…) Who knew a few hours of sleep in the middle of the day could completely change everything?! When he does take a nap, he is so much fun to be around. But when he doesn’t…. There aren’t words… I wish I could understand how two different children inhabit his one body. But on the good days, I realize how lucky I am to be his mama (*insert hormonal sappy tear*)