Big Steps

Our Little Man has gone through a lot of growing up this month. We've watched him grow into such an independent young man, and it makes me sad at the exact moment it makes me smile for joy in that we are raising a fine young man. I was recently speaking with a mom of a friend who is about 15 months older than her sister too. The mom told me she loved having the girls so close but she has always felt that it made her first daughter have to grow up quickly. Mommy was now busy with another baby and the first born was no longer the primary focus in Mommy's life. While this is okay and is something that almost every first born has to go through at some point in their life, it is harder when the first born is so young. I don't really remember what it was like when my baby brother was born, aside from a few pictures and what I've been told. But being a few months shy of the big three, I can imagine I had a much larger grasp on what a new baby meant, than what my 15 month old baby Barret had when Levi came and rocked his world. I have been so surprised and often times find myself just in awe of how well Barret has taken to not being Mommy's only baby. He has been so loving and so gentle with Levi (for the most part) and I couldn't be more thankful.


With all of this, Our Little man is now 18 months (almost 19 months) and has done quite a lot of growing up this month.

Our bath time has always been fun, but Barret has always been hesitant of Levi sharing that time with him. We now splish and splash around as a whole family. Levi love to splash and kick in the water now and I couldn't be happier. He has become very accustom to going to the pool with us and no longer cries the entire time we are there. Back to the tub though, when Levi kicks, Barret flails his legs. When Levi smiles, Barret gets down on his belly and talks to him. When Levi smiles bigger and laughs, Barret goes crazy in the water. It is so fun

Barret has started eating more sophisticated adult foods like popcorn. Mommy and Daddy love popcorn and only make it at night after Barret goes to bed. Very seldom do we not finish what we made, but sometimes there is a little left over the next morning, and when there is we eat it for a snack in the afternoon. The past two weeks or so Barret will wake up and request 'quencun,' which of course makes us happy he is such a popcorn lover. He even knows right where to find the air popper and any bowl he sees that we have eaten popcorn out of, he instantly assumes that it has popcorn in it (and if it doesn't we must make some immediately).


Our little pacifier snatcher has taken a break from snatching and instead gives them to their rightful owners (sometimes he likes to get his fix, but lately he's done very well). As you know, I watch another baby during the week who is just about a month and a half older than our little Levi. Needless to say there are a lot of pacifiers laying around the house. Barret has become a great helper with the two babies. When they cry and I don't get to them quick enough, Barret will pat their belly and ramble something off, which I am sure he is just saying 'It's okay baby , stop crying.' He always want to help feed Caroline her bottle and he is so close to doing it right.

Our swimmer has become a little fish. Days at the pool are so fun. Barret jumps off the edge with no fear and can barley wait for someone to get in first to catch him. He goes down the slide head first (which is against the rules) after he takes the walk up the ramp, past all the flowers, and around the corner to reach the top of the slide. He flashes his big old 'you can't get enough of me' smile and heads down the slide, all on his own. He so badly want to go off the diving board and down the big slides. Next year, we tell him, even though Mama really doesn't think he will be big enough and I don't want my baby boy growing up any faster than he needs to.

We have also come to realize that the big black screen we call the TV actually serves as some sort of entertainment. Barret loves 'Yo Gabba Gabba', and as annoying as it is, it is pretty fun to watch. He has learned the words, watch and gabba, and knows that when said together he usually gets to wiggle to his hearts desire while the characters of 'gabba' get their grove on. Of course I enjoy wiggling too and I'm positive that Levi thinks we are crazy. And then when it is over Barret utters the word uh-oh and points to the screen in search for the remote to hand to Mommy. See, I have always made sure the TV was pretty much off until the babies were in bed to ensure that Steve and I could engage with our kiddos. I have always felt that there are so many other wonderful things to do and that I didn't want to be a mom who just lets the TV stay on and didn't show my kids all of the other fun things we could do instead. The past few weeks, I have realized that sometimes you just need a break and a half our in the morning and in the afternoon isn't going to make or break my kid. So when, 'Gabba' is over and the words 'uh-oh watch gabba' come out of Barret's mouth I have a decision to make. I most always say no, but when the screaming or crying starts and 'gabba, gabba," and the pouty lip ensues, the 'I don't care, just make my baby happy' mom in me wants to let him watch all day. But the 'I don't want my kid to be a zombie and TV is just not a good thing' mom says lets go find something more exciting and more fun to do.

Just this week Barret has decided to potty train himself. On Thursday Barret told me he had to 'boop', since then he tells us every time and knows to go into the bathroom and pull down his shorts. He hasn't gone on the potty yet, but it will come. He clearly knows when he has to go so it won't be long now, I think. Friday morning we were eating breakfast and Barret said 'boop' so I took him into the bathroom and he knew just what to do. He tried so hard to take off his shorts and his diaper and climb onto the potty. I sat him on it and I wished I had my camera at that moment. He flashed this shy smile, he was so proud and it was so cool that he was sitting on the potty. My heart just melted. You could tell he didn't want me to see him smile, but I did, and I'm glad I did!

Saturday night Barret slept in his new big boy bed. It's a twin, talk about too much space. I'm sure he is intimidated by the thing. He loved watching us get it all put together and change the crib back to a crib for little Levi. He enjoyed jumping on the bed and thought it was so fun that we could all lay on the bed together. We knew it would be a hard transition when we put him down for bed and it was. He screamed as soon as Daddy laid him down, so he laid there with him for a while. Of course as soon as we closed the door the screaming started again. But after about a half hour he was done.

I would have to say when we were expecting Barret, I never imagined that he would be doing all of this before he was 2. But with Little Levi here, things are different than we imagined them to be. I would agree with my friend's mom. Our little man is growing up faster than he should have to. It's exciting and scary all at once. My Baby Boy is taking big steps and it just seems all too soon. Even though our Levi has helped bring these steps faster, he has also made us take a step backwards. We slow down a bit, we enjoy every minute more, we take more time to just cuddle, and we look even more forward to every adventure. I couldn't love my boys any more and I look forward to seeing both of them take many more big steps.