This month it has been a confusing one.
Our once routined life has been turned on its head by a consistent need to wake and get up by Jacob .. Gone are the nights of 7.30pm bedtimes and rising all bright and happy at 6am the following morning.
Now I am seeing more of the early hours in the morning than I did when he was newborn.
I am tired and super grumpy and I am hoping that it is one of those weird teething phases that they sometimes go through… oh i so very much hope it is.
This month I was hoping it was going to be his month of speech.
I was wrong.
There are no new words and only a handful of Mamas and Daddas … the odd ‘tar’ thrown in as a thank you. I know he know them but he practically stops himself short before they are out of his mouth and then he smiles as if he is playing a game.
Being only 17 months old sometimes its easy to forget that he knows just about everything you’re saying to him. And if it’s a really good day he will even follow some easy commands like, lie on the mat so I can change your bottom, or let’s go to the kitchen for lunch.
It’s so nice for me to feel like he is my little partner in crime and he can understand me, although him talking back would be the icing on the cake.
This month has also seen Jacob go on his first ever family holiday abroad as we headed to Lake Garda in Italy for 2 weeks. He discovered a love birds while eating in his high chair on the decking as they came down to eat his leftovers. He also discovered a love anything that could be used to pretend to vacuum with!
Oh and a love of water, but only if he could put it over his head or climb into it … big pools with lots of people were not really his thing. Although he wasn’t besides himself in the bigger pools if he could get Daddy to throw him around a little tiny bit.
This month Jacob has really come into his own personality wise and is beyond funny. In fact he now does things to try to make you laugh and keeps doing them until you do!
The only massively annoying thing that is also rather amusing in equal measure is his love of temper tantrums.
He doesn’t like the word no and so throws himself on the floor no matter where he is. Although he is so worried about banging his head he rolls down slowly to make sure it doesn’t hurt himself first and he hasn’t realised yet that he kind of looses the upper hand of tantrum giving when it takes him so long to get down there.
I think last month we seemed to have packed so much into it I am hoping month 18 slows things down a little .. Although maybe sorting out the teething pain and night-time wake ups would be ace .. The rest I need to slow down so I can catch up and savour.
Oh and he needs to stop climbing!