Owl will be 2 years old in ONE MONTH FROM TODAY.
I do NOT feel like two years have gone by. I mean, look how much he has grown and changed.
23 months ago he…
- Was extremely “vocal”
- Hated sleep with a fiery passion
- Got constant comments on his big eyes
- Was intensely demanding
- Nursed constantly
- Had all of his bowel and bladder movements in diapers
- Is extremely vocal
- Hates sleep with a fiery passion
- Gets constant comments on his big eyes
- Is intensely demanding
- Nurses constantly
- has all of his bowel and bladder movements in diapers.
…Okay, so when I put it like that it doesn’t sound as impressive.
But let’s look at the nitty gritty a bit:
- Instead of just screaming atonally to communicate everything from “I desire to suck on your mammary glands” to “I am experiencing existential angst”, he can use his words to tell us all of his deepest thoughts, which generally sounds like this: “a man a hat, a man a hat, a plane, bye, plane, a plane, fly home, fly home and food, a ball, a man a hat. FOOT BALL. Milk, pease, mama.”
- Instead of just screaming atonally when tired in protest of losing consciousness, he can now construct excuses for why he can’t sleep, which he intersperses with telling us how tired he is: “Seep. Bed. No! NO SEEP! MILK! MILK, PEASE, MAMA. Sleep in dere! *pointing toward our room* SLEEP IN DERE! MILK! WATER! WATER PEASE! Seep. Bed. NO! NO SEEP!”
- While his eyes are still big, his face has grown enough that he no longer makes people uneasy that instead of a human baby, he might actually be an alien or, as one no-longer-friend called him, an “ugly little gnome”. Instead, everyone thinks he’s a girl because of his big eyes.
- While his previous demands all involved “hold me, hold me, hold me,” in the language of atonal screaming, his demands are more complex but consequently also more charming. For example, he may offer me a coffee tin and demand that I yell “hellooo” into it, or may insist on my opening a buckle so he can immediately re-buckle it, or he may just hang on my leg going “Mama UP, MILK… PEEASE!” Whatever it is he’s doing, though, you can be darn tooting that he will insist on my being involved. If I should try to actually read or engage in another activity while he plays, I will be treated to a stern frown, a wagging finger and the words “All DONE DIS.”
- While his preference would always be for me to stand around with both boobas out and swinging in close proximity to his face should the need for a drink of milk arise, Owl is pefectly capable of going all day at daycare or with his Daddy without nursing. PH can take care of him all day and put him down for bed at night. However, if Mama walks in the room… “MILK, PEASE MAMA!”
- While he still is in diapers 100% of the time, he has peed successfully in the toilet twice. We think that this indicates great things for his future, including but not necessarily limited to becoming the first ever Prime Minister who doesn’t suck at his job.
There are certain changes that we’ve been threatening to bring down on Owl’s head when he turns two, such as peeing in the potty instead of in diapers and not having to nurse every two seconds that Mama is in calling distance.
From Baby To Little Boy
Perfect Husband especially seems dedicated to telling Owl that right now he is a baby, but when he turns two he will be a little boy. When he takes a bath without Mama, that’s a little boy bath as opposed to his baby baths, and when he drinks out of a regular cup, that’s a little boy cup instead of a baby cup.
Owl still identifies with himself as a baby, as evidenced by pointing at himself and saying “Baby Owl” or, when running, yelling “RUNNING BABY!” so we’ll see how this goes.
We don’t want to turn age two into a cold-turkey time-to-grow-up-fest, but we do want him to start seeing himself as an older kid, if only because then when another baby arrives he won’t feel ousted as “the baby”. Better to do that before I get pregnant again.
Not Nursing Constantly
One of PH’s big goals is to cut down on Owl’s nursing, and if possible eliminate it completely. I would settle for him NOT constantly hanging onto my breasts like some kind of 24 pound piranha.
I don’t want to forcibly wean him, preferring for him to taper off naturally. We are beginning to enact rules, such as not nursing when out of the house. In this last pre-two month I am also going to start to restrict nursing within the house to morning, nap time and bed time. I give him milk in a cup instead when he asks to nurse.
Working on the Night Weaning
Owl’s night weaning suffered a bit of a setback on vacation, since most of the places we stayed didn’t have a luminous digital clock to tell us when it was “okay” for Owl to nurse.
Since returning home we have reinstated the rules, to his angry dismay. We want to start delaying the time he is brought into bed from 4ish onwards to 5ish onwards. Sometimes (like last night) he sleeps until 5 anyway so hopefully this won’t be too painful a transition.
What To Do For His Birthday
We need to figure this out. These are our options:
Option 1: Party in an indoor play gym.
He loves the one near our house and since we have friends with kids of all ages, this might be a good option. Boring for the adults, though, since the food options are basically plastic and old fruit.
Option 2: Party at local miniature train track.
It’s cheap, it’s fun, and the party area is fairly condensed, so everyone can mingle easily while the kids ride around and around and around on the little train. On the down side, Owl isn’t old enough to go unaccompanied so WE would ride around and around and around on the train, and besides, it could rain.
Option 3: Party at the science centre.
It’s geeky, it’s awesome, and they have a party pack especially for the under 2 set. It’s also pricey, and I’m not sure how much he would get out of it.
Option 4: Hole up and just celebrate as a family.
PH’s and my preference is Option 4, but have you met our child? EXTROVERT WOULD LOVE A PARTY. And we love the extrovert. So… party it is.
Grace Goldragon said:
Someone called Owl an ugly little gnome?? I guess blind people can be rude, too. I hope they weren’t a *close* friend. :S
Everybody thinks the Boy is a girl too, even when I don’t dress him in pink. I think it’s the curly blond hair and the killer eyelashes. It’s the opposite for the Girl, everybody always thinks she’s a boy, because everyone knows only boys have short, straight, brown hair. That, and she loves fun. 😉
She was a close friend. Not so much, any more. Although that is not actually related to the ugly gnome comment. It’s more that she just kind of dumped me.
Go with the train! Everyone else will ride with him and it would be fun!!! Do the science centre when he’s four or five or six!
I like the train, PH likes the play gym. I think we will wait on science world.
I am all about house parties. The cost of parties at locations is crazy to me. But fun! So I love to GO, just not to host them. I am a bit cheap when it comes to parties. I even reuse party signs and streamers.
Oh, we would do the house, but our downstairs is 500 square feet, and our living room and kitchen are separated by a hallway. It would be a madhouse. WE barely fit in our house. There is a party room in the complex, which we used last year ( https://ifbyyes.wordpress.com/2011/08/08/bobble-head-babby-is-nearly-one-and-i-am-flipping-out/) but it is a bit dull for someone Owl’s age – just a big empty room.
If anyone called one of my kids an “ugly little gnome” I would go all HULKSMASH on them.
Don’t ask me about birthday parties – I’ve never thrown one yet. We always just choose fun family activities instead; we’ve been to ball games, camping, the beach… I detest kids’ birthday parties, whether hosting or attending, so I’m holding off for as long as I can.
I don’t blame you! Sadly, Owl’s “family” out here consists of a whole lotta friends, so a party it is. He’ll have a good time though and that’s the important thing.
“Ugly little gnome”?!? That’s harsh, man. I mean, granted — most NEWBORNS look kinda like little gnomes, but no one should say that. And if it was beyond the newborn stage, that’s just wrong. Boo.
As for the party stuff, you COULD use that “big empty room” again. Blow up some balloons and let them run around. Kids LOVE that shit, and can do it for HOURS. It’s amazing. Is it free?
I totally get why you don’t want to do it at home. That gets very crowded. The Science Centre sounds like so much awesome, but I agree that it would be better to wait on that one. So, train track or play gym? Well, if you’re going to be stuck on the train the ENTIRE time of the party, that would make it hard to get stuff done, like food and such. That and the weather thing make me lean towards the play gym. I don’t think the adults will mind standing around much — we all just chatted with each other at parties like that, while keeping an eye on our kiddos. Maybe choose based on which one is cheaper?
It’s true about the balloons, they were a hit at Owl’s first party! And yeah, he was about 6 weeks old for the gnome comment so I let it slide… But you know how it is – a mother never forgets a slight to her child!
Little RuRu loves Science World, and he’s younger than Owl. Jus’ sayin.
I would love to have a partay at the train for my bubby. He loves it, and to tell you the truth we don’t mind riding around and around on it, either.
Or could you maybe do the gym thingy but inquire about bringing in pizza or something?
I think we are going to do the train, and cross our fingers that it doesn’t rain