Little man

I know it's cliche city, but my little boy is growing up WAY too fast. 

I did not feel this way with Ellie. Why is it so different with my little boy? 

I was always looking forward to every new stage Ellie reached. With C, it's almost painful to let go of certain stages in his life. 

Take nursing, for example. Two days ago, I decided it was time to be done. I found myself tearing up about the fact that that stage is over, and I didn't expect that. I know nursing is different for everyone and there are good reasons people can't do it or decide to stop, and some people just plain hate it. And I respect that. But I love it. There is just something about that closeness and dependency that strengthens my bond with my baby and it's such a special, relaxing time. I looked forward to nursing a baby again when I was pregnant with Camden, and Camden being done is only advancing my baby hunger for #3. Which isn't in the making for awhile yet, FYI. If my sanity (tightly connected to my sleep) weren't an issue, it would be otherwise.    

Back to the man of the post. He is such a stud. There is nothing that makes me smile more than seeing him wobble around everywhere, something he has finally gotten the confidence to do since he took his first steps in August. I love that he giggles when I put on his shoes because his feet are insanely ticklish, like his dad's. 

He babbles nonstop as if he is giving his perfectly understandable opinion. He does say some real words, like duck, cat, deer, wow, dad, mom, grandma, grandpa, thanks, sky, drink, baba, ouch, hat, shoes, car, some animal sounds, and his favorite, NO! Which he screams every time I take him away from something he wants to play with or take him to change his diaper. He loves to throw balls, play with trucks, water and dirt. (surprising?)

He is becoming very opinionated and wants to touch and explore everything -- especially things he sees me and Ellie using everyday like makeup and the bathroom sink. 

The kid is obsessed with animals from flies and ants to cats, dogs and his favorite, birds, which he talks to in a high-pitched voice. 

Any time we give him a stuffed animal or blanket, he snuggles into it and says, "mmmm." 

My favorite thing he does is give kisses when asked. There is nothing better. 

The bond I have with this boy is indescribable. When I come back from being gone and see his face light up and his arms reach out to me and he sighs, "Mama," my heart breaks into a thousand pieces because I can't handle how much I love him or entertain the thought of him being someone else's boy someday. People talk about daddies and their shotgun-mentality when boys come to date their girls, but man. Wait 'til this mama bear sees girls trying to date her boy! 

For now, I'll just enjoy the fact that I am the main girl in his life and I get to snuggle him all day long. I love you, Camden J.