I recently came to the realization that I've blogged so much about this pregnancy lately that I haven't posted about my sweet Colin as much as I used to. Poor kid. :) So, for your reading pleasure, this post will be entirely dedicated to my firstborn son.
Colin was born via emergency c-section after 21 hours of labor on January 17, 2011 at 3:52 pm. He was 7 pounds, 8 ounces of pink, screaming perfection. I was smitten from the moment I laid eyes on him.
The first couple months were a huge adjustment period for both of us. Our nursing relationship was short-lived, but even after switching to formula, we still had plenty of good cuddle time while I fed him his bottles. Even though Daddy was a big help in those early days, I really enjoyed changing Colin's diaper and feeding him myself. I knew that I would soon be back at work, missing those feeds and diaper changes, and that our time together was precious.
In less than two weeks, Colin will be 20 months old. I still feel the same way now as I did then; that our time together, especially while he is this little, is limited, and therefore invaluable. He is learning new things every day, and his vocabulary is booming. Sometimes I miss that sweet, tiny little boy, but it is just so cool to be his momma during this stage in his life, too.
There is something incredibly special about a mother/son relationship. When he bumps his head and needs a cuddle, I'm the one he reaches for. If he pushes the boundaries and gets a stern "NO," he immediately bursts into tears and says "mama, mama" as if to say, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again." He certainly has his crazy toddler moments, but at the end of the day, he loves me to pieces, and it melts my heart. If I lay him down for bed and he just isn't ready to go to sleep yet, he throws Puppy out of the crib and yells "UH OH!" until I go back in. As soon as he sees me, he reaches for me and says, "Up!" How the heck can I say no to that? When he pulls that stunt, he usually earns himself some extra snuggles before going back to bed. Especially with a new baby on the way, I feel the need to love on my boy while we have still have the chance to spend some one on one time together.
By the way... when did my little teeny baby become a 30 pound giant? Just saying.
By the way... when did my little teeny baby become a 30 pound giant? Just saying.
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