So is it worth it to make the time? I hope so. I think so. And with my baby girl's birthday only 13 days away, there is no better time than now.
I truly believe that older babies are easier. They are so full of personality, so adventurous but still craving your comfort and support. So when Sybil's independence started to blossom (which she has in spades) I actually feel a bit more at ease. She entertains herself walking from room to room, falling, crawling, and getting up and trying again. She brings us little treasures like books and toys and plastic wrappers of any sort. She loves to break in to my purse every.single.time it's within her reach. She is fiery and passionate, opinionated yet sweet. She already makes frustrated grunts and faces, sometimes with a little hit and fire in her eyes. It's a little disconcerting imagining her terrible twos, but it's also so comforting to see that she's not a pushover. I'm all for a girl with an opinion.
Seeing our babies together makes the world feel right. They go off and play in a room, closing the door and filling the air with the occasional laugh. Sybil worships the ground that Declan walks on and he loves his "Sybi" back. I mean, occasionally it shown with tackling or some heavy duty squishing, but he makes sure every night that it's with kisses and hugs and every morning it's with an excited yell.
Declan is getting the swing of this big boy thing more and more, speaking in sentences and singing us songs. He loves reading books, playing with any toy that has wheels, and practicing his talking and sentences any chance he gets. He yells "moment of silence!" before we eat, likes to begin his day with a very specific request for oatmeal and all that it should include (raisins, peanut butter, and cinnamon, for the record), and throws about 20 "Mommy, I'm not feeling well. Watch a little tee-bee?"'s at me each day. This age is downright fun and funny. When you throw the crazy pre-teen emotions to the side, he's just so curious, so sweet. I've got to say this stage, this combination of the two, is my favorite one yet.
(These were back in our crazy February week of 80s. Now it's 31 and raining, which basically is an abomination of science...)
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