Tonight, I came out of the master bedroom bawling, after putting B to sleep. Not sobbing, but bawling. I realised how rare it was for me to get to put B to bed properly. Usually, E wants me to sleep with him and B has gotten so used to a routine of having to trot over to the master bedroom with his papa. With E, I’m half the time barking “Sleep now” “Close your eyes” “Stop moving around”.
Tonight, E went to bed super early ‘coz he didn’t have a nap in the afternoon. So I got the opportunity to put B to bed. It made me realise how much I missed these just-before bedtime moments. It was still a little early and B was still a little active. I got to read him a book and he actually got to sit down in my lap to enjoy it. Versus on a regular day when E insists I read to him and B wanders off on his own around the room playing with some toy. And then he rolled around on the bed for a little while, at some points randomly cupping my face and pecking me on the lips multiple times. Just before he fell into slumber, he cozied right up to me and I could see his sweet little face up-close. How did he grow up so quickly. Two years old in about two weeks time and I feel like I haven’t spent enough time with him at all. Mom-guilt at its peak tonight.
B can now string words together to form sentences. Has gotten the hang of playing hide-and-seek. Knows how to express what he wants or doesn’t want (“No” “No way”). Puts up a good tussle if he wants sth from his bro. Mimics what E does. He’s still picky with his food though – we have a really hard time getting him to eat over the weekends. I’m still breastfeeding him but I suspect I will wean him off pretty soon with the upcoming gum graft putting me out of action for a couple of days.