On Mama's Mind

Two year old + Extreme Independence = Exhausted Mama. In the last two days, Murray has:

1. Peed on the floor in the bathroom right next to the toilet (we're calling this a step in the right direction).

2. Repeatedly used his latest phrase, "I'll do it" whenever we try to help him.

3. Woke up at 3:30am this morning and refused to go back to sleep.

4. Is transferring to a "big boy bed" (which he proudly announces to anyone who will listen) today.

5. Ran outside and yelled, "HI CECIL!" at our neighbor (Cecil and I were completely taken aback, we had no idea that Murray knew his name) and followed him around while he did outside work.

6. Has moments when he'll come running up to me just because he needs a quick snuggle (my favorite).

7. Called two people on my cell phone this morning; he shouted at Grandpa Doug and left a voicemail for Maggie.

I can't help feeling a little sad about taking down his crib. The crib that my Dad and I put together one day before Murray was born, the crib that kept him safe while he slept, the crib that was his first bed after his bassinet, and the crib that has been jumped in so many times I wonder how the springs are still intact. It's silly to get sentimental about such things, but I can't help myself. Sheesh, what the heck am I going to do when he goes to kindergarten?

Anyway, instead of being sad that he's growing up, I've decided to be thankful that he's growing up. He tends to have us in hysterics most of the time - when he's not having a tantrum - and is a tender child who loves hugs and kisses. Sometimes I look at him and can't believe God graced us with this beautiful little human.

That's my sappy post for the day. Tomorrow I hope to have good news about Murray's first night in his new bed (and pictures too)!

1 comment:

Melinda said...

I hope the first night for Murray in his bed went well! And, I gave you an award on my blog!