Well I can’t believe it but Finn is now officially two (has been since March!) which means that we have officially been parents for two years. This time has really flown by and yet it’s almost stood still. We’ve now circled the sun together TWO times, but it is Finn who is the center of our universe. It is Finn who is our shining star. It is Finn who has given our lives more meaning and purpose than we could have ever thought imaginable. It is Finn who we get up for everyday and work hard for to make a better life for and want to make proud.
As I look back on the last two years and our lives with him, it’s not about the milestones he’s reached even though I’ve taken so much thought and care into documenting those. It’s about celebrating our lives together. I was really proud of every milestone he’s hit in the past two years, of course, but he’s supposed to his those milestones. And if he doesn’t, I’d imagine it would be more of a cause for worry. When he turned two, I was more proud of myself and Dan. We did it. With the help of lots of hands and hearts, we have survived this parenting thing for two whole years and managed to end up with this really great kid. I would say lucky us, but I don’t think it’s really luck. It was so much hard work and like I said, a lot of help – mostly from my mom who is pretty much Finn’s third parent. Where our luck comes in is that we’re lucky to have her. Not just that she’s there, but that’s she’s the best grandma any kid could have ended up with. Finn won the lottery in that department. But anyways, on to Finn!
Everyone says parenting is hard. I’ve definitely told quite a few people this, and I’m definitely speaking from my perspective, not Dan’s, as I don’t know if he feels exactly the same way. But it truly is. And as my mom says, “it doesn’t get harder, it just gets ‘different'”. But, for me, that’s an understatement. Finn’s birth was hard. Physically and mentally the hardest thing I’ve ever been through. I thought, man… if I can get through that, I can get through anything! Then he ended up with colic. And I thought the same thing, only worse. Colic was hard. Tenfold. For months. Then we got that under control. And we learned of all his allergies. And then he started crawling, and walking, and climbing, and just each stage that has progressed, has just got differently hard. Hardly different? Now looking back I think… colic? Psshhhh! Give me colic any day! But that’s because I’m in a totally and completely different stage in my life and I’ve been through it. Also, time heals. I’ve partially forgotten all those sleepless nights and sleep-deprived days.
We’ve made it through each stage (some are ongoing): putting things in the mouth, crawling, getting into everything, climbing on too high of places, pulling things down, climbing out of the crib, transitioning to the big boy bed, putting him back into bed several times a day/night, fighting over eating (or not eating), cranky-napless-toddler-fit-ridden-days, dragging him back onto the sidewalk from the street… and we’ve made it through them all, or are dealing with them all, at least. And we’re okay. Together. The three of us. For two whole years. So, I think we’re gonna be alright. Just the three of us. Because like I just got done explaining, parenting is hard, and I already made the perfect son. Why try to recreate perfection? ;)
Finn has taught me patience. I get told a lot that I’m a very patient mother. My patience definitely can wear thin at times, but I really try to be loving and patient to him at all times. It really takes a lot for him to push me over the edge (can’t say that same for others, unfortunately). I’m still working on being “present” at all times (damn phone). I do know that all these moments are passing by in a blur and are going to be *poof* gone in a flash and before I even know it he’s going to be working on studies that are too hard for me to help with or being tormented by some girl. I truly need to work on cherishing every moment I have with him because this size is such a short period of time in relation to the rest of his or my life. Maybe that’s why people have more than one kid – to hold on to these stages just a little bit longer.
Dan and I were briefly talking last night after a quote on a tv show came up where somebody said they never really gave much thought to having kids and they don’t really feel that there was any void missing in their life for not having them. We both understood that. If we had not had Finn, I could definitely imagine ourselves saying that (if that makes sense?). But having had Finn, boy has it changed our lives in such a different but absolutely good way and we’re glad for it. It’s so hard to explain to somebody that doesn’t have kids. I don’t think it is fair to say that it makes your lives better than somebody who doesn’t have kids (all too often I hear people with kids saying that – how could ANYBODY say that about another person’s life?), certainly not. It’s just a different kind of good. A good good. Finn is good. And my life is so insanely good with Finn in it.
At two years, Finn…
… weighs 28 pounds and is (I believe) 35 inches at the times of his two year appointment. I know both of these have changed since.
… is no longer allergic to most things! He drinks whole and 2% milk now. And was having nuts. Until he had a totally cute and caught on video overload of peanuts with his Unka Robert on our trip to Northern California last month which made his eczema go crazy and gave his stomach about 12 hours of horrible trauma. So, no peanuts for this guy, but everything else is A-OK!
… loves music. He sings along to the ABC’s, Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, Baa Baa Black Sheep, The Ants Go Marching, and will rock out to any song on the radio or on TV. He loves to dance, too. And he can get pretty emotional about music, even crying when he heard John Legend’s “All of Me” on the radio. No, seriously. And he will harmonize with anything – especially black R&B/soul singers. :)
… loves to color. And crayons. And he knows all his colors, which just sort of— happened. It’s not something that we pushed at all. We read a lot of “Brown Bear, Brown Bear” and other color books and it just stuck!
… has still never had a haircut. We’ve been talking about it for months and months and have just never gotten around to it. There are a couple long strands starting to get in his eyes though…
… is NOT interested in the potty at all. And we’re okay with that. When he’s ready, we’ll go there. Until then, size 5 diapers it is.
… has become a very picky eater much to our dismay. Sometimes it’s amazing that we get him to eat dinner at all. And those are the nights we know that he will be waking for milk at 3am.
… is saying more and more things. Most are just him repeating what we say (thankfully no f-bombs yet) or undecipherable things, but many words are intentional and with purpose. I’d say that he has a vocabulary of around 30-40 words and we are still working on 2 word sentences.
… loves Curious George and Daniel Tiger. But really likes Toy Story, Kung Fu Panda, Legos, blocks, his guitar, and his bike.
… has about 10 books or so that are his favorites. More on that later!
… is officially in the toddler bed and doing well. Nap times can be a struggle at times, but for the most part he does pretty okay! He takes one afternoon nap a day – no rhyme or reason to the time, just whenever he gets tired. Sometimes they can be real short (45 min) and sometimes they can be real long (4 hours!). And sometimes they don’t happen at all.
… being outside is his most favorite. So much that he has developed a farmer’s tan on his neck and arms. He loves riding his bike, scooter, playing with his water table, Uncle Jack’s garden, and his pool. Can’t wait for the big pool to finish warming up as we will be in it every. single. day.
… still loves nothing more than to carry around writing utensils in his hands. Crayons, pens, pencils, markers, you name it.
… is such a love and the most curious human being on the planet which we LOVE. We really try to encourage him and call out when he does things well by saying, “Good job!” (and never “Good boy” because that can be harmful to children since they are always good.) We’re doing our best. :)
This will be my last monthly update of Finn. I’ve stuck with it for 2 years and it’s run its course. I’ll check in on his important milestones periodically but now it’s time to retire these monthly suckers. I know nobody has enjoyed reading them as much as I will enjoy going back and reading them for years to come. To catch up from month one, just click on the tags below!
All of these photos were taken by the beautiful and incredibly talented, Tiffany Child Photography of Boca Raton, FL. She did such a beautiful job!