Two Years Old
Today my baby turns two years old. I say it almost every day, but I can’t believe how fast time is going, and how much he is growing up.
A year ago, Dougie was trying really hard to walk, and just a couple of weeks after his first birthday, he managed it. This meant that he was able to walk down the aisle just ahead of me as Sam and I got married, which was one of the most special moments of the day.
We spent Christmas in Leicester with my family, and while he still had no idea what was going on, he enjoyed the new books and toys he was given. We spent new year with friends in Devizes, Dougie spent most of the time clambering up and down the stairs and slept peacefully as 2018 arrived.
Every day that goes by, he becomes more confident, more sure of his own self. He started getting excited by “choo choos” a few months back, and even now, he will still ask to be taken to see them. We’ve spent a lot of time visiting the stations around us, sitting on the platform with him and waving at the trains (and lots of the drivers wave back, it makes Dougie so happy!) Thomas the Tank Engine books are the top choice at the moment, and Dougie will spend an impressive amount of time sitting and pushing his trains back and forth and lining them all up.
He’s still really enjoying nursery: he runs off without a backward glance when I drop him off in the mornings! I love how sociable he is, and it’s amazing watching him interact and play with other kids.
He’s learnt to pull funny faces, to play hide and seek (sort of, he always goes to the same spot and closes his eyes really tightly) and he bounces around with boundless energy. He now says “Cheeeeeeese” when a photo is being taken, and has the cutest, cheesiest grin ever.
“Mama/Dada, more eat? One more eat?” is one of his favourite phrases. He communicates very well, but he’s still a man of few words. We read a lot to him and narrate everything we do, encouraging him to copy our words.
He loves sitting in the driving seat of our car, pretending to drive. He’s also a big fan of pushing his buggy around, which I wouldn’t mind, but he’s so small, he can’t see round it so it tends to be a very stop/start walk.
If one of us is going out, he will run over to give us a kiss and cuddle, and this last week or so, when Sam is leaving for work in the morning, he will grab my hand and lead me over to Sam and push us into a hug together, which is adorable.
He sleeps pretty well, most of the time, but recently he’s started having (what we think are) nightmares and has ended up in bed with us a few times. Sometimes he settles straight away, knowing we’re there, other times he is still upset, and wants to hold our hands and cuddle us until he falls asleep.
He loves exploring and being outside, he’s not one for sitting still. We visited Box Hill a few weeks ago and he was in his absolute element. Logs to climb, trees to hide behind, he would have stayed there for hours!
He makes me smile every single day, no matter what kind of mood I’m in, and watching him becoming a little, wonderful boy makes me so happy I honestly can’t put it into words.
Happy Birthday Dougie 💕