I’m so late with this month’s update, but life has once
again been so busy, what with Christmas and being away and generally lots
happening. So Alex is actually now closer to 18 months, however, I didn’t want
to miss out on this.
What can I say? He is so cute and is getting cuter and cuter
by the minute. His personality is developing so rapidly now, he understands
humour, he knows what makes him laugh and – more importantly – knows how to
communicate *read demand* to be entertained, but he also makes us laugh so much
with his cheeky antics and infectious giggle.
Now that he is walking, he is unstoppable. He literally runs
everywhere, and his speed is increasing all the time. He’s a little explorer –
he will stick his button nose into everything, try to see everything, grab
everything, pull everything down. He’s such a whirlwind! And so determined. He
will not take no for an answer, and because he is evidently a clever boy, he
works out ways of how to achieve his goals. For instance, if something is out
of his reach, he has simply worked out that if he drags one of our kids stools
around with him and to the right location, he can just climb on top and get
whatever it is he has taken a shine to. So we have to have eyes on him at all
times.
He definitely has a mischievous side to him. He is already
testing boundaries and trying to get his will, and it’s actually quite hard
work keeping him safe and out of harm’s way, because his determination is
teamed with endless curiosity, and obviously the things that are most dangerous
are the most fun- anything else would be just boring!
This stage is quite intense, I’m not going to lie, and I’m
sure Becky wasn’t quite such a handful at this age, so it must be a boy thing.
But I wouldn’t have it any other way, he is adorable and irresistible and I
actually can’t be annoyed with him for any length of time.
He is still saying “Hiya”, “Bye Bye”, “Dada” and “Mama” a
lot, and sometimes it sounds like he is saying “yeah” and a couple of other
things, but that’s probably more wishful thinking.
Curiously, he has developed an addiction to Babybels and can
literally wolf down several of them in one go, mostly shoving the whole thing
into his mouth and hording it there for a good while before he actually starts
to chew, with great effort, obviously, as his mouth is so full – yuck! It’s
pretty disgusting, but also quite endearing, and I guess being addicted to
Babybel is still healthier than to chocolate – though in fairness, he probably
wouldn’t reject that, too, if he had the chance!
He is a little greedy guts and a strong boy – but by no
means chubby – just really solid and sturdy and with a typical boyish physique.
He is growing so fast, he already is so much taller than Becky was at this age;
I think Becky was in 9-12 months clothes well into her second year, she was –
and still is – so petite.
His night terrors have subsided a bit and only occur now a
couple of times a week, and fairly early on in the night, so we can cope a bit
better. However, he has quite bad separation anxiety, so leaving him at nursery
on a morning or any other occasion is a bit traumatic for both of us. And he is
also getting increasingly scared of the dark, so he has become a lot more
clingy to me than before. Hopefully this – like most things – is just a stage,
and things will pick up again soon!
Overall though, he is such a happy little
chappy, such a delight, and he enriches our little family no end.
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