Miles at 15 Months

by Bri on February 5, 2013

Sometime recently this baby turned in to this toddler.

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Having a toddler is a whole different thing, let me tell you.  

I gave birth to a tiny, fragile baby.  It changed me in a lot of ways– my priorities, what a perfect Saturday looks like… but when they’re babies they just kind of go along for the ride of whatever interpretation of parenting you choose.    Then they become a toddler and they stop being cool with being strapped to your being and going with your plans like a loaf.  Miles suddenly has opinions and feeling and OH MY GOD he is fearless and does not give to thoughts about how going down the BIG BOY slide that the three year old’s are afraid of might actually give his mama a heart attack.  He doesn’t have time to care.  He’s too busy experiencing everything.

This morning I was sitting, enjoying my coffee, planning on spending at least another 15 minutes at home before taking Miles to school and heading to work.  I took out some of Miles’ cars for him to play with; I mentally high-fived myself for being on top of things this morning.  Miles took one look at his car, shook his head no, and went and grabbed his sweater, handed it to me before sitting down waiting for it to be put on.  He was ready to go to school thank you very much.  Determined child.  Exhausting, overwhelming, amazing, determined child.

He is trying to talk more.  He says belly button — (but it sounds like bawwy-buh-uh).  Close enough kid.  He is on the brink of so many things… so many things that are going to break every notion I have about who he has been so far.

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I’ve been quiet lately.  Having a baby has made my world much smaller, but I think I’m wrong in my feeling that it’s not of interest because it’s small.  More importantly I don’t want to miss recording life.  Two years ago, I started dating Mr. A, and I am so happy that I wrote through that and finding out I was pregnant.  They’re cherished bit of my story.

 

Miles at 15 months:

Favorite food: Beets and pizza

Stats: 25 pounds, taller than all the other kids

Love: Balls and cars and slides

Words: Mama, Dada, ball, nana (banana), Ba! (Bottle), belly button, dog, Abby, bye, bubble, tree, bird, uh-oh.

Posted in about a boy,Miles

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Akirah February 5, 2013 at 11:24 am

This is fabulous. He seems like such a fun kiddo!

I am glad you’ve been able to chronicle all of this as well. Your life is your life and you are doing great!

(If I may ask a favor, would you be willing to help me out? I’m working on a personal project and need newly married ladies to fill out a survey on marriage. More info is on my blog: http://justrealhappy.wordpress.com/2013/01/31/exciting-and-scary-leaps/. Sorry to spam you…just thought you’d have some great thoughts!)

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Linda February 5, 2013 at 11:37 am

Mmm. Beets!
Pizza!

He makes me smile every time he pops up in my instagram feed.

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Nora February 7, 2013 at 10:02 am

I’m with you on the blogging comments; this may have inspired me to write this afternoon…

Beets & pizza- the question is, does he like them together or separate? =)

I think I know where he gets his determination from…!

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