04 February 2019

Approaching One Year

February is a short month, and then it's March, and then, all of a sudden, Cyrus will officially not be a "baby" anymore.

I think this year of having a baby has actually made me more of a 'baby person' than I ever was before. I never really considered myself a particular fan of babies. I mean, yes, of course, I thought they were precious and amazing, but I liked kids more. I loved that little kids had unique personalities and could talk and were so very interesting. I thought babies were very cute, but not quite as interesting.

I learned this year that those unique personalities really do show themselves from day one. And Cyrus can't talk yet, but that doesn't stop him from doing things that already seem "so Cyrus," like carrying not one but two brooms all around the house because he's obsessed with brooms. Crying when people leave the house without taking him with them. Chasing older kids around at church because he thinks he's just as big and as fast as a two year old (but he's not). Never staying in the same room if only one parent is in the room, but if Angel and I are sitting on the couch together, then he stays and plays in one spot instead of wandering the house. Oh, and he also climbs on the couch now. That's not at all scary.

What a year. I learned a lot. I'm not as terrified of him as he was when I first brought him home. I still remember one of the first nights we had him alone at home he scratched his ear--a tiny scratch from a tiny baby nail--but it bled a lot and I woke up to a baby with an ear full of blood and I remember calling Angel and holding him and staying really calm while we figured out what the source of the blood was, but as soon as it was over and Cyrus was back to sleep, I was shaking and crying, suddenly, only after the moment passed, feeling the total fear and terror that picking up my newborn and not knowing why his ear was bleeding. I look back now and watch videos of Angel dancing with Cyrus, and I remember that I took that video, holding up the camera with what felt like all my strength as I lay weakly on the couch, hardly able to move or carry that 7 lb. baby. 

I have really enjoyed him getting bigger. It's much easier to care for a baby when you're not sick yourself, and it's much easier when you're not quite so frightened for their safety at all times (although a mobile toddler brings a whole new sort of safety concerns)...I don't wake up as often to check on his breathing as I did for months and months when he was smaller.

I still have so much to learn, and so does he. We're working on teaching him to be gentle (he loves people...sometimes he loves them with too much enthusiasm), and to obey commands. I know he knows what "No" means because when he's about to touch something he shouldn't, I'll tell him "No", and he might stop or slow down...but he'll stay right there. Only when I actually start moving toward him he'll quickly walk away innocently, like he was never going to touch the electric cord anyways. But he can't fool me, I know him too well.

He's still got just the six teeth, and I'm not sure how much he weighs, but I think it's around 22 pounds. He tries to dance and walk at the same time when he likes the music that is playing, and it's the cutest thing ever. He begs food from anyone who is eating. We take him out to play more often now that he really enjoys exploring different surroundings--the beach, the park, the garden or pool. I love that this is a hot climate so we never have to worry about him getting too cold in winter weather. He's changed our life immensely and while the tiredness is real, the fun is equally real. Also, dressing a boy baby is still fun, even if it doesn't involve dresses and bows.

I'm looking forward to the next year, the one where we can teach him so many more new things. Honestly, I can't wait to hear him talk. I've been looking forward to that from the beginning. Words are awesome, aren't they?
Kristin said...

Oh my gosh, that little smile!
I've also never been a baby person, but now I kind of get it :)

rooth said...

A year already!? No way!

Rachel said...

He's so adorable!!! Love the gorgeous blend of you and Angel! Isn't it fun being a multi-cultural family?!
I'm totally with you, was never much of a baby/kid person... but I've changed now! And even find it way easier to chat with / spend time / look after / relate to other babies and kids :)

AnneMarie said...

I am so excited for you to celebrate your little boy's birthday! Children are such a precious gift. I think it's interesting that you mention how having a baby has made you more of a "baby person." I an somewhat relate. I love babies, but I have never gravitated towards babies with a near-obsession and desire to hold and cuddle them, like many other women I know. Even with my firstborn, I didn't really see myself as being much of a "baby person." While I still find it much more fun to be with toddlers and little kids, I am finding that with my second child, I am much more of a "baby person" than I ever thought I'd be!

Kay R. said...

I cant believe its almost been a year already. Babies really dont keep. He is so adorable though and thankfully the toddler years are some of the cutest!

Michelle said...

I think I'm so much more of a baby person than a toddler person. I mean, I love having a toddler, but the meltdowns and strong wills are hard. Babies are so cuddly and fun to snuggle and hold while they sleep. Both are wonderful!