I just know that you have all been dying to ask about Siah and how he’s doing and what’s up with him????? Right???
I knew it.
Well, he is just shy of 2 years old.
I can’t even fathom that my miracle baby is going to be 2 years old this summer. It seems like so long ago that we were wading through the sticky pools of grief unsure if we’d even be able to take another step let alone another breath.
And here we are, and everything moves on….except all the memories. The memories of Nathaniel and that time all just stand still.
But Siah…..my sweet boy is amazing……and strong willed.
Who woulda ever seen that one coming? My kids are so placid and easy going and easily controllable and they ALWAYS do what they are told, right?
** SNORT **
Okay! Okay, maybe not so much.
I’ve mentioned before how it’s different with Siah than it was with Jeremy. Obviously they are different people, but parenting the girls – although they had different temperaments – was similar. Parenting Jeremy and Siah is a WHOLE COMPLETELY DIFFERENT BEAST ALTOGETHER.
For starters, Jeremy was moving at a million miles an hour. Siah only goes about half a million miles an hour……so although we are still moving, in comparison, it feels like standing still.
There are a lot of ways that parenting Siah is similar to parenting the girls….which, given how much stress there is involved in parenting Jeremy…I’m grateful.
I will never sugar coat how AMAZING Jeremy is or ON THE FLIP SIDE…..how brutally difficult and stressful parenting Jeremy is.
It is what it is and I’m allowed to LOVE the boy while HATING the Problems and COMPLAINING about the stress and effort and REJOICING in the triumphs…it is ALL apart of the whole!
Siah is busy. All my kids have been busy to some extent. I like to believe that I have brilliant children who need extra challenges and stimulation in their lives. He LOVES to climb on anything and everything. He LOVES water. He will spend hours in the tub or even just puddling in the sink. We can often hear him dragging a chair over to the sink to play with the water.
Most recently, he has figured out a way to climb both in and out of his crib. I’ve never had any of my kids still in a crib at 22 months old. I’ve moved them all to a bed well before this, but it has been more convenient to keep him in and he’s not made a huge deal or fuss about it and so this is how its going.
I’m not sure if we will try to put him in a regular bed soon or if we’ll just stick with the crib through the moving transition.
He is talking up a storm and for the most part is very clear and articulate. He talks better than any of my other kids have and I attribute that to how many of us he has nattering at him.
He is right in the middle of still using his high chair and standing/kneeling or sitting in a big chair at the table. We are thinking that we probably won’t take the high chair with us when we move and that we’ll just use a little “attach to a chair” seat that we bought a while ago.
It’s so much fun to see him growing up and learning about new things and yet I’m just seeing how fast this time passes by. He was just a tiny baby and now….now he’s becoming a little boy.
He is so happy and cheerful about 93% of the time……except when he gets it in his head that he wants something….then that stubborn nature that he must have got from his daddy (seeing I still have all of my stubborness) really kicks in. He can be so focused on something. It’s amazing.
He has the most darling curls. I hope that they stay. He is perfectly chubby and weighs in right at 30 pounds.
I love everything about this little man. His independence, his joy, his snuggles, his smiles, his bright eyes…….his little “I loves you.”
He is a huge joy to us and we are so grateful and thankful that we have him in our lives. He is such an amazing gift.
