|I still have to recite the alphabet song|
myself sometimes, but I never realised it
was imprinted at such an early age.
All in all, it's a learning experience for the both of us, and we continue to laugh along the way. I've learnt that singing 'The Okey Kokey' will put him into a trance. He'll stop whatever mischief he's up to and do the dance. Its like magic. I took him to the park yesterday and as I opened the car door to get him out of his seat he said, "Mummy, girls love me". A statement which I'm sure will ring true as he gets older and learns not to walk around with his finger up his nose.
|Quite clearly, a working parent|
Being a parent means that regardless of illness, pain or hangovers you still have to step up and continue your responsibilities. On Friday night I got in quite late after a leaving do for a couple of friends at work. I sat on the sofa and ate a Chinese I'd picked up on the way home (chow mein and sweet & sour chicken balls). My little boy woke up so I tucked him back into bed and curled up next to him because, quite frankly, I was too exhausted to move! I woke up in the morning sneezing with a hay fever nose at 7am, which then woke my son. Obviously (and unfortunately), my little boy is too young to cook for me, so I had to make my own breakfast. My eyes hurt, my neck hurt and as I wandered into the kitchen to start cooking I skidded on the kitchen floor and gave myself a groin injury. It seems that he'd found the jelly in the fridge and had helped himself leaving a trail of it on the floor. Whilst my former self before motherhood would probably have crawled back into bed and called it a day, instead, I spent the day doing fun things with him and thoroughly enjoyed it.
My son provides plenty of fun times and always keeps me on my toes (or on my bottom from falling over toys and food stuffs). I found leaves in the washing machine after a recent wash. It was as though a whole twig had been stripped and stuffed in there. His little giggle is infectious, especially when he thinks he's hiding from you. He's very stubborn and adamant about not being tired at nap time, "I don't wanna go to sleep Mummy. I don't wanna go to sleeeeep. I don't wanna........Zzzzzzzzzzzzz".
He's fantastic and no end of pleasure. However, it would be great to have someone to share his quirky behaviour with. I know I'm slowly working on that, and I will need to be patient. I think with his energy he definitely needs a male role model in his life. My fear is that if he were to grow up just with me he'd have a fabulous dress sense and penchant for painting toe nails. I think we both need a bit of male influence in our lives, but I won't introduce him to anyone unless I'm sure it's the real thing. I can't have him getting attached and then break his heart because of my mistakes.
So for now, we'll keep ticking along, making each other happy. What is my favourite thing about him?: