There are so many cute kid's clothes out there, but seriously, is there anything cuter than footy pajamas? (how does one spell "footy," footie??)This last month has brought an increased awareness that I am now the mother of a toddler. Carver just seems so much
older these days. And I love it. I have genuinely loved every phase Carver has passed through, each one is just more fun, more entertaining, more remarkable. Every day I find myself looking at Carver and feeling an ache in my chest because my heart feels like it will literally burst with the pressure of all that love I feel for the little guy. Each day I feel like I couldn't possibly love him with any greater depth than I do right at that moment, but from experience I know that tomorrow I will love him even more. It's an awesome and terrifying amount of emotion.
Here are some of the things I love most about this last month:
1) Carver has become SUPER affectionate. He loves to "hug." He will just randomly lay his head against my arm or leg (depending on what he can reach) or wrap his little arms around me for a quick respite from his endless, energy-filled playing. He walks up to me a dozen times a day wanting to be held-- though only for a minute or two at a time. Then it is time to get back down and get back to his toys and whatever else he finds entertaining at the time. Words can't describe how much I love this.
2) He hugs on the dogs too. And it is beyond adorable. I'm not
entirely sure that they enjoy his hugs as much as I do but they are very tolerant. He has hugged all of them several times over the past weeks. These hugs usually involve his full body being draped across their bodies with his head laying against them. It is the most precious thing. I haven't captured it on camera yet, but when I do you will be the first to see it.
(Lea wasn't in the mood to be hugged...so Carver just hugged the space in front of her)3) Carver has completely embraced eating solid foods. This is such a relief and an answer to prayer. Two months ago I was convinced we would have to do therapy and such to get him to eat anything that wasn't completely pureed. Now he will eat just about anything. I love to watch him eat, you can tell how proud he is to be able to do it himself.
4) Clapping! This is something I never really tried very hard to teach him. If I had I am sure he would have learned it much earlier. One day he just started doing it every time I would say "Yay!" or "Good job!" Now whenever he does something he is particularly proud of he claps for himself. Cute cute cute.
5) Carver has started randomly taking off his clothes. Which I think is hilarious. I'll go in to get him up from his nap and he won't have a shirt on. Tonight he decided to take his shirt off at the dinner table. Pretty soon he'll probably be running around naked.

Look Jenny!! It's the clothes you gave Carver :) He wears them all the time, not just for this photo op.
6) Caver is getting better and better at entertaining himself for short spells. Which is nice because, you know, I do have a million things that I need to be doing at any given time. Getting short breaks when he is happily playing by himself has been a huge lifesaver.
7) He is finally becoming more interested in books. He won't sit and let me read to him, but he will bring me books and show some interest now when I read them to him. He'll stand there for a minute or two and then wander off to do something else.
Digging around in his basket o' books.
Reading, upside-down.Other things, some I don't love quite as much:
* Carver has an
attitude. He is definitely strong-willed and can be easily frustrated. He gets super feisty when he doesn't get his way... but don't we all? Sometimes his attitude makes me laugh, and sometimes I see glimpses of things we are really going to have to work on in the future.
* He hates having his teeth brushed. I think if I didn't demand that they be brushed every.single.day that Daniel would just not do it... It is a complete pain to do, but Hello! it isn't one of those things you can just choose to not do.
* Carver still gets 3-4 bottles a day. For selfish reasons I am not in any real hurry for him to give them up because I like to hold him when he takes his bottle. But, I can't help hold the bottle. Oh no, Mr. Independent does
not like for me to touch his bottle at all while he is drinking it now. He still gets sippy cups of water and he is doing fairly well with it.
* He still loves his pacifiers. I'm not sure he would be devastated without them, but he
really likes them. Pretty soon we'll probably start reserving them for bed time only...and maybe long car trips too.
This is how my house typically looks at the end of the day, and yes, I do clean it all up after Carver is in bed. But don't drop by unannounced during the day and expect a clean house.I am so tired. All the time. I feel like my "to do" lists never, ever, get completed. My house is never as clean as I want it to be, I am never totally caught up with the classes I teach, I rarely get truly dressed (as in something other than the most casual of clothes) or wear make-up, or fix my hair, I never have time to blog as much as I would like or organize Carver's baby book and albums, I never cook dinner as often as I want to (who wants a sandwich...or cereal?), I am always late sending birthday cards or gifts, I forget to return phone calls and emails, and there are a thousand more things that I wish I did, or had more control over. I don't know how people with multiple kids do it. One kid, a job, a husband, 3 dogs, and a house to take care of overwhelm me to the point of hysteria some days. But, I wouldn't change a thing.
Because one day Carver will not need me every minute of every day like he does now. One day I won't be able to hold him in my lap, or carry him on my hip. One day it will embarrass him when I hug or kiss him. One day I won't see him every day or even talk to him every day. One day he will have a life and a family and I (and Daniel) won't be the most important people in his world anymore. It's an inevitable part of life (though I am still pretty darn close to, and dependent on, my parents). So, when I am wishing I had the energy to clean my house from top to bottom, and cook Daniel a gourmet meal, and finish all of the laundry, I am going to realize that instead of doing those things I took my son for a walk, or to play at the park, or I read him that book for the 10th time today, or I tickled him until he did his belly laugh, or I just held him and rocked him and thought about the future and what kind of boy and then man he would turn out to be. And so, all of those mundane tasks that never get totally completed will not matter so much. Because at the end of each day I know that I spent it with Carver, and for right now, that is the purpose and mission of my life.
And, it's a pretty good life.