Grayson | 18 Months
Grayson is 18 months old.
Let me write that again.
Grayson is 18 months old.
I still can't really believe that. He is so grown up, but still an infant (to me) at the same time.
The other day he was having a really rough go at it, and Mike was leaving for court. He wanted Mike to hold him, so Mike rocked him in his arms until he finally fell asleep. Only thing is Mike was in full uniform, and that Kevlar is not exactly the best thing to snuggle up to! But it didn't matter to Gray because he was in his daddy's arms - and he had not been rocked to sleep in months. Moments like that remind me that our son is still so young.
This coming month will be full of drastic changes for our boy - specifically when we welcome his little brother into our family. Sometimes I think about my Uncle Tom and my Uncle Denny and the great friendship they have, and I want that for Grayson and Easton. It is my prayer that someday they will be the best of friends, though we might have many hurdles to overcome before we get there. Like high school. And girlfriends. And who gets to drive the car. And countless other things.
Grayson had his 18 month appointment this week. He is 31 inches tall and pushing 26 lbs. He was not happy with the doctor, especially when she put her gloves on for his exam, because he just KNEW something was up. He screamed quite a bit, but thankfully Mike was there to help me with him. The nurse and the doctor both told me when they get to this age they refer to the 18 month exam as the 18 month wrestling match! So that made me feel a little better, I guess.
We shared with his doctor our concerns about how little he speaks. He has a few words, but he is stubborn and won't use them all the time. She recommended us for an evaluation with a local agency to see if Grayson could have a speech delay.
I'll be honest - I felt a little bit of Mommy guilt about this, because maybe I haven't been working with him enough. We read every day, but maybe it's not enough? I carry on a conversation with him pretty much all day, but is there more I could have been doing? I had to put a stop to those maddening thoughts because the fact of the matter is, Grayson is his own person, and he is going to talk when he is going to talk. I will continue to do what I have been doing and then take any suggestions from a speech therapist - and we will do what we can. But I cannot and will not beat myself up over this because that gets me no where but depressed.
Grayson spends about three days a week at Grandpa and Grandma M's. He loves it there. He rarely cries when I drop him off, and he doesn't usually like to leave. But who doesn't love Grandma's house?
His big thing is helping my mom do laundry. He loves it. He listens to her when she tells him to do something or not do something, he helps move the laundry from the washer to the dryer, etc. And when the dryer goes off, it plays a song, and no matter what Grayson is doing, he will drop EVERYTHING and run into the laundry room. It is quite possibly the cutest thing ever.
He is in a picky eater stage right now. He does love grilled cheese and will eat that with abandon. He loves to share ice cream and pudding with his daddy - or pretty much anything he eats. He usually likes mac and cheese but has now taken to winging it off his highchair so that it lands on Daisy staining her fur a lovely cheesy orange color.
He is still throwing tantrums, but they are fewer and farther between. We usually either ignore him or divert his attention in other ways.
He laughs at shows on TV which is so funny. Then he looks at you to make sure you are laughing too.
He loves to cuddle, but only on his terms. He loves to lay on my side and fall asleep while I am napping, or he will sit next to me and put his head on my shoulder.
We are working on listening to when we tell him NO - especially when it comes to running. The boy loves to run, and he loves to be outside. Until we make some further improvements to our yard, it's just not safe for him to be running around outside - even supervised. So we had a few battles with him listening to us. Its nice to take him out to Mike's mom and dad's because there is very little to no traffic and he can run all he wants! He'll enjoy playing outside at the farm when he gets older I think.
We go to the park a few times a week so he can run. He loves every single minute of it and cries when we have to leave.
He has nearly outgrown all of his 18 month clothes. Last night we put him in his PJs and we could not zip them up! He just wore them last week! He still has a few things he can wear but we will need to go shopping soon, I have a feeling.
Grayson has gained two new cousins in the last two months! And in June, his cousins Emery and Laurenne will be here for a visit and I am really looking forward to seeing how he acts around them. Especially Emery since they are five months apart! :)
I am really trying to soak in and savor every minute of this short time of when Grayson is the only child. He won't remember this time, but I always will.
Let me write that again.
Grayson is 18 months old.
I still can't really believe that. He is so grown up, but still an infant (to me) at the same time.
The other day he was having a really rough go at it, and Mike was leaving for court. He wanted Mike to hold him, so Mike rocked him in his arms until he finally fell asleep. Only thing is Mike was in full uniform, and that Kevlar is not exactly the best thing to snuggle up to! But it didn't matter to Gray because he was in his daddy's arms - and he had not been rocked to sleep in months. Moments like that remind me that our son is still so young.
This coming month will be full of drastic changes for our boy - specifically when we welcome his little brother into our family. Sometimes I think about my Uncle Tom and my Uncle Denny and the great friendship they have, and I want that for Grayson and Easton. It is my prayer that someday they will be the best of friends, though we might have many hurdles to overcome before we get there. Like high school. And girlfriends. And who gets to drive the car. And countless other things.
Grayson had his 18 month appointment this week. He is 31 inches tall and pushing 26 lbs. He was not happy with the doctor, especially when she put her gloves on for his exam, because he just KNEW something was up. He screamed quite a bit, but thankfully Mike was there to help me with him. The nurse and the doctor both told me when they get to this age they refer to the 18 month exam as the 18 month wrestling match! So that made me feel a little better, I guess.
We shared with his doctor our concerns about how little he speaks. He has a few words, but he is stubborn and won't use them all the time. She recommended us for an evaluation with a local agency to see if Grayson could have a speech delay.
I'll be honest - I felt a little bit of Mommy guilt about this, because maybe I haven't been working with him enough. We read every day, but maybe it's not enough? I carry on a conversation with him pretty much all day, but is there more I could have been doing? I had to put a stop to those maddening thoughts because the fact of the matter is, Grayson is his own person, and he is going to talk when he is going to talk. I will continue to do what I have been doing and then take any suggestions from a speech therapist - and we will do what we can. But I cannot and will not beat myself up over this because that gets me no where but depressed.
Grayson spends about three days a week at Grandpa and Grandma M's. He loves it there. He rarely cries when I drop him off, and he doesn't usually like to leave. But who doesn't love Grandma's house?
His big thing is helping my mom do laundry. He loves it. He listens to her when she tells him to do something or not do something, he helps move the laundry from the washer to the dryer, etc. And when the dryer goes off, it plays a song, and no matter what Grayson is doing, he will drop EVERYTHING and run into the laundry room. It is quite possibly the cutest thing ever.
He is in a picky eater stage right now. He does love grilled cheese and will eat that with abandon. He loves to share ice cream and pudding with his daddy - or pretty much anything he eats. He usually likes mac and cheese but has now taken to winging it off his highchair so that it lands on Daisy staining her fur a lovely cheesy orange color.
He is still throwing tantrums, but they are fewer and farther between. We usually either ignore him or divert his attention in other ways.
He laughs at shows on TV which is so funny. Then he looks at you to make sure you are laughing too.
He loves to cuddle, but only on his terms. He loves to lay on my side and fall asleep while I am napping, or he will sit next to me and put his head on my shoulder.
We are working on listening to when we tell him NO - especially when it comes to running. The boy loves to run, and he loves to be outside. Until we make some further improvements to our yard, it's just not safe for him to be running around outside - even supervised. So we had a few battles with him listening to us. Its nice to take him out to Mike's mom and dad's because there is very little to no traffic and he can run all he wants! He'll enjoy playing outside at the farm when he gets older I think.
We go to the park a few times a week so he can run. He loves every single minute of it and cries when we have to leave.
He has nearly outgrown all of his 18 month clothes. Last night we put him in his PJs and we could not zip them up! He just wore them last week! He still has a few things he can wear but we will need to go shopping soon, I have a feeling.
Grayson has gained two new cousins in the last two months! And in June, his cousins Emery and Laurenne will be here for a visit and I am really looking forward to seeing how he acts around them. Especially Emery since they are five months apart! :)
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