twenty months ... soon it'll be years!

i hum to him in the dark or talk about meows and fairies and as he gets sleepier he gets chattier slowly drifting into mumbling and little pixie snores. he sleeps like a prayer.

its morning and he is 20 months! already! 

and just like that, you bid goodbye to babyhood. "byee.... tatasss" perfect syllables pronounced perfectly. a whole new ever increasing list of things:  aiming for the potty, three word sentences, chasing games and copying everything anyone says or does.

this month you’ve gained weight and grown taller.  You reach for things above you anywhere and say "de de..."  favourite parody of course is "mumma"

you love tomatoes and always want more, if you fall... you get up and simply say "mumma, baby fell"  you love to  say "oh shit (aww shooot..) in that lisping accented voice, because it always makes me laugh.  you love running fast, your arms akimbo, two little feet hardly co-ordinated, the wind blowing in your hair.

and this month, you have also become obviously affectionate. you give hugs and kisshies and look into my eyes and are amazed at finding your reflection there. "mumma, eyes... babysss!" and a belly laugh!

books (prentension of reading and then sneak a bite), music (sufi movements on the rhythm) candies (strawberries), your blue and red car and bath time are some of your favourites.

And, yes, you do throw perfect temper tantrums, melting to the floor, and wailing when you want or don’t want to do something.  You know how to shed gigantic crocodile tears.
But you also know when I mean business, and you listen. And, yet independant like hell, you always test limits, push boundaries and wait for reactions.

You love to laugh. And somehow, remarkably, you are VERY OBSERVANT.

how this time is so perfect and fleeting, how you’ll be a teenager in an instant,  and I’ll be so much farther on my path. And sometimes I grin with anticipation. Even when there isn’t enough time to pause, or linger for but a moment. 

its lot of work and lot of rewards, being your mom! 

Copyright © Neerja Yadav


Soma said...

awww!!! he is so gonna love reading this.. maybe not an a teenager though.. i'll be surprised if he does.. and promise to hit him if he dares to behave all mature and grown up.. when he should just be as he is now.. adorable!!

Margie said...

Hi is so beautiful and how I loved knowing about your precious little one!
Cherish all the moments you have with him as they grow up much too quickly and leave our nest!
My son is almost ready to graduate college and I miss him but we still have wonderful and special times together!

Beautifully written!
Thanks for sharing Neers!

Margie x

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