(See previous lists here).
Mine.
1. Your babbling, which is delicious to the ear. The “mam, mam, mmmm, mam”, the “bub, bub, ba, ba, bbb, ba”, and the “da, da, dad”. Also all the mad raspberry blowing. And the spittley “kkkkkkkkkk” at the back of your mouth. The times when (you seem) to use “mum” and “dad” appropriately and “ba” when we were playing with the ball.
2. From about 4 months you’ve laughed whenever you’ve seen me laugh, and it is very pleasant sharing a case of the giggles with a baby. I first realised this when I was carrying you in a sling and I was laughing at your sister riding a flying fox when I heard this little chuckle and I looked down into my sling to see you watching me transfixed, earnestly trying to share the joke.
3. You smile at everyone, you have been massaged to sleep, you self-soothe, you do a bunch of things I heard a LOT about the first time around with your sister but came to believe were cruel hoaxes the world plays on new parents by telling them is possible with a baby.
4. The magic of watching milestones of development appear out of nowhere in a growing baby. And if you think parents are proud of their milestones you should see how proud babies are of their milestones. Like one day you could clap, and then you clapped and clapped and clapped and you were so thrilled with yourself. Sometimes when I talk about the cat you will start merrily clapping, like you think ‘cat’ sounds like ‘clap’ and that reminds you how amazingly cool clapping is. Right now we are working on you waving goodbye. And you can pull yourself to stand up and don’t you just think that is hot shit. And yet, other milestones, really significant ones that you’ve worked hard to master happen without you appearing to even notice them. For instance, when you started to properly crawl a few weeks ago you didn’t seem aware that something was now very very different in your world.
5. How well you have taken to self-led feeding. I am totally converted.
6. Hearing your grandmother and great-grandmother think that you look like your long-departed, much-loved, very handsome great-grandfather. Behold the eyelashes and dimple.
7. This is a shallow one, but all the compliments I get for you. Everyone loves you, complete strangers stop and tell me how beautiful you are, regularly. On the plane two different people photographed you to capture your smile. I can really see now how much the world rewards an extrovert, after having a spirited introvert baby (in your sister) before you, I actually think it is kind of unfair.
8. Sharing the nights with you. Having your adorable little self sleeping (more or less) peacefully beside me or in the side-bed next to me. And being so spoilt with these nights because we mostly have them to ourselves in a king size bed.
9. The way you make me feel quite accomplished as a parent. This time I know stuff about babies, and it is stuff that works. I really like this.
10. Every now and then on a day when your sister is at kindergarten you will have a three-hour nap and I am in heaven. Three whole hours, in a quiet house, by myself. Bliss. And this time around I know that just because babies can nap for three hours doesn’t mean they always will, or even usually will, so I take it for what it is, a little bit of good fortune, destined not to happen again for a good long time.
11. The fact that your sister’s presence is enough to entertain you. I can get things done while you two hang out in the playroom! Several times for up to an hour by yourselves. And oh how she thrills you. You think she is the ants pants. But I am still longing to see you kiss her cheek, grab for her hand, or try to pronounce her name.
12. That you won’t stay on the picnic rug, that you crawl off on to the dirt and the sticks and the leaves. You remind me of your father. I also like how the cat will always find you outside and come and sit with you. How you two seek each other out and seem to take genuine pleasure in one another’s company.
13. The way you cuddle my neck, or lay your head on my chest when I pick you up. The way you crawl to me and touch my lap for reassurance.
14. Your little squeals of anger, which have just begun to appear during particularly tedious nappy changes. I am glad you are able to assert yourself, everyone needs to be able to express anger.
15. Your brown eyes. Your dark brows. Your big hands and long fingers. Your six (sharp) little teeth. Your pretty face. Your long torso. Your strong legs. And yes, your ready smile.
16. Like your sister you have a very long attention span and quite a deal of focus. Go independent you!
17. Seeing your personality emerge, seeing how fascinatingly different you are to your sister. Wondering who you will be.
His.
1. Watching you learn new skills, like clapping and then being able to clap if you hear the word ‘clap’.
2. Tickling you, you are one of the most ticklish creatures ever.
3. That I get the best hour of your day because I get you first thing in the morning when you are absolutely delightful and incredibly relaxed and friendly and chatty. It is unfortunate that I spend most of this time also getting ready for work.
4. Getting to know you and who you are.
5. Watching you interact with your sister. Seeing that already you have some kind of secret sibling language where you can lock eyes together and giggle.
6. I have really enjoyed starting baby gym classes with you. And it is nice not being the parent of the baby who is disrupting the entire class because she has just hit somebody.
7. Child-led feeding. I haven’t mashed anything for you yet – and I like it!
8. That you don’t have a tiny little heart, that you have room for your Daddy in your heart too. Unlike some people we could name.
9. I like watching you flap your arms to indicate that you want to be picked up. Like Tyrannosaurus Rex, holding your arms down by your sides and flapping them crazily.
10. That you enjoy me reading to you. You are intensely focused on my reading. You love being sung to also, you love the engagement with people.
11. The way you call “dad, da, da” after me if you think I have abandoned you in a room.
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