Saturday, 27 June 2015
Zachary @ 18 Months
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Zachary
is a whole year and a half old (and a tiny bit more) now. My baby Small is
becoming my Small toddler at an alarming rate! These last few weeks he has been
noticeably transforming from a baby into a little boy - he’s changing in so
many ways; his play is more purposeful, his communication is more purposeful
and direct, he is cheeky and feisty and funny.
My
awesome and incredible little person!
He
seemingly understands nearly everything we say to him now. He quite clearly
shakes or nods his heads in response to questions and is following instructions
and the routine of the day. It is the cutest thing when he toddles off to get
his shoes out of the shoe cupboard after asked to find them! He is pointing at everything and chatty,
wanting to join the conversation with his wonderful range of vocalisations
Zachary
really is quite the character now, making it perfectly clear when he thinks the
situation is not fair or in his favour, letting you know that he thinks he is
the one missing out and fighting his corner when he has to! Simply he just
wants to be doing whatever his big brother is doing and is most put out when
Xander doesn’t want him to join in!

They
fiercely love each other as much as ever, it is such a delight to watch their
relationship blossom and change all the time.
Alexander loves that Zachary is able to play with him and know the game
when it suits him, yet Zachary is equally his annoying little brother and he
lets him know it. The scraps are beginning!
These
boys are so alike, I read Alexander’s 18 month post back and I see so many
similarities in how Zac is now, yet they are so very different too.
My darling Small. At eighteen (and a bit
more) months old you are a dinky 22lb 8oz. I say dinky because your brother was
as heavy as this at a year old and so to me you feel small. My Small, still
very much Mama’s little baby boy.
I hardly dare say it
but your sleep is finally improving! You’re not sleeping through all of the
time, still far from it, but my boy, you are sleeping through a couple of
nights a week now, and when you are waking it seems to just be the once, or
sometimes twice. The nights are far easier than they were the last time I
updated.
My eighteen month upper limit for
breastfeeding appears to have been thrown out of the window with you, as you
still very much search for that bedtime comfort, and I’ve no idea how to force
the issue just now. The last couple of months we have nudged you into dropping
morning feeds, and your middle of the night bottle, but the bedtime feed has
remained. For now we’ll keep following your lead and I’ll enjoy this part of baby
left with you.
You’ve had an incredible six months since
your birthday. Every day you grow and change, you learn new things. You’re a
little sponge soaking up the world and learning all about what it means to be
you.
During the Christmas holidays you stood on
your own for the first time, and just a few days later on New Year’s eve you
took your first steps all by yourself. It was so exciting, you were just 13
months old! But you took your time to turn steps into walking my boy; for the
next three and a half months you just stuck with your few steps, you would walk
for maybe 3, 4, 5 steps and then drop to your knees and crawl to your planned
destination. It wasn’t until the 19th April that you decided you
could crack this walking business – at the grand old age of 16 and a half
months old. Just like your big brother, although I had been convinced you were
going to walk properly earlier!
Every day your little personality shines
through some more. You are so cheeky, feisty and funny. I think you’re going to
be quite the joker as you already love the reaction of one of us laughing at
you! You love to tease and play. You are mesmerised by your world.
You have picked up so many of your
brother’s mannerisms. Sometimes it really is like looking at a mini-version of
Xander. You have perfected his frown, his eye-roll. You close your eyes just
like him and pull the funniest of expressions! You poke your tongue out when
you’re concentrating and just like Bampi you have started to walk and stand
with your hands behind your back – just like Xander did too!
Your favourite things at eighteen months
old are books, ride on toys, your brother, puzzles, Peppa Pig, dancing and
climbing but not necessarily in that order!
You are such a little climber. It is a
nightmare! We cannot leave the dining room chairs out because if we do you are
found on top of the table, climbing across the table and into your highchair.
Just as well those chairs are foldable to go away I say. The huge bay window
sill is another favourite climb up spot. You are too brave and it makes me too
nervous!
But then on the flip side I often find you
curled up in the little chair in the playroom, totally immersed in books. You
like books that have sound buttons to press or things to feel, you love
pointing to the things you can see in the pictures. You are absolutely
insistent on your own bedtime story now after making it perfectly clear you
felt left out from Xander’s bedtime stories.
Your love affair with Peppa Pig has already
begun. You have a handful of words and Peppa is quite clearly one of them. You
point at the TV and request Peppa, you point at pictures of Peppa and tell me
they’re Peppa, the same with Peppa toys. You are a little bit Peppa mad!!
You are learning new
words all of the time, trying to copy sounds and names. At the moment you are
learning your animal sounds; you know a cow says moo, a duck says quack and a
monkey says oo-oo. You also roar and growl whenever you see a dragon, dinosaur or lion.
So I guess you're officially a toddler now. We'll be watching out for those terrific and terrible twos, and enjoying watching you grow along the way.
So I guess you're officially a toddler now. We'll be watching out for those terrific and terrible twos, and enjoying watching you grow along the way.
You are such a joy
Zachary, my beautiful boy Small, and I adore being your Mummy.
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- After Anabelle - Raising Rainbows. I'm Caz, Mummy to beautiful angel Belle and my wonderful rainbow boys, Xander, Zachy and Luc. Wife to Jon. Twitter @cazem Instagram @cazzyem

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