If you have been reading my blog for any amount of time, you’ll know that something I am WAAAY too far behind in is my monthly letters to Zeke. So to get caught up and capture all that Zeke has done and become in the past few months, I welcome you to the “week of Zeke”. Some of these letters have stayed half-written in my drafts folder, and a few have only been formed more recently, but I have done my best to remember and capture each month as it happened. My hope is to end the week by FINALLY getting his birth story (and video) up here as well. (A girl can dream right?) And of course, if you couldn’t care less about babies, then this week might be a tad boring for you…
You are nine months old. And this means one pretty important thing – you have been living in this world just as long as you did in my belly. It means that I am just as successful at keeping you alive now, as I did when you were in utero. Although you’re keeping me awake a lot more since entering this world, I’m allowed to drink more wine and coffee, so we’ll call it a fair trade.
Oh Zekie, I honestly can’t even begin to capture in words how awesome you are. This month has continued to be so great with you, and I know I say that every month, but it’s hard to describe it any other way.
Firstly, good gracious, child, do you ever have a sense of humour. I can’t wait until you can actually talk, because you already find so many things funny in this world, and certainly know how to make us laugh. You, since about six months old have done this grunting noise, that is pretty awesome, and while I assumed it would be a phase that would quickly pass, it seems to be sticking around. You seem to have a really good sense of when people are getting a kick out of it, and use it to your advantage. You will grunt, wait for a reaction, and do it again (and again, and again). You also (in what I can only assume is typical boy fashion) find words like stinky, yucky and “blech” HILARIOUS. We have this book, that follows the day of a little boy named David, who gets himself into trouble, puts yucky things in his mouth, has a stinky diaper, etc, and you just LOVE it. I have no idea why, but you just chuckle your little heart out when I read it to you.
It is very evident that you are keenly aware of the people around you, and how to interact with them, and I can’t wait to see how you develop this social skill as you grow.
Zeke, if there’s one thing I want to remember about this month, it’s how you LOVE your sister. She is literally your favourite person, and I love that. If Ellie is the one to go into your room to get you after a nap, you instantly start bouncing and laughing. She can make you laugh like no one else, and when you guys play, even if she’s a bit rough, you don’t seem to mind. You’re just thrilled to be playing with your big sister. Oh how I know these magical days will soon turn into fights over toys and annoyances with one another. But I also know (and want you to know), that you guys love each other deeply, and there will be so many rich moments together. She cares for you a lot kiddo, and you need to know that.
Also Zeke, as much as you are always on the move, you are also an incredibly cuddly baby, and I want to note that, just in case this stops one day. If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my (almost) three years of parenting, it’s that things can stop just as quickly as they begin. But for now, you are a snuggler and ohhhhhh my boy, if only you knew how this fills me up. You are the very willing recipient of far too many neck and cheek kisses, and you will often nuzzle right in to receive them. If you’re sleepy, then giving you soother and puppy are the golden ticket to so many priceless minutes of quality cuddles. Even as you desperately try and squirm away from being changed on the change table, when you do succeed in flipping onto your stomach (usually with a naked bum), you instantly get on your knees and put your arms around my neck for a hug and flop into me. I know this is one of those little things that pretty much no one else will care about, but kiddo, you need to know that even if diaper changes DO take seven minutes, I secretly kind of love them.
Zeke – you stand, you move, you still wake up at least two times a night (although since moving back from camp a few weeks ago, this has gotten WAY better), you wave on command, you clap your hands (yup, I’m still pretty enamored by this one), you put your hands high above your head when we ask “how big is Zekie?”, you eat (and eat, and eat), you make your displeasure known if we take something away from you that you are playing with that you shouldn’t be, you have the cutest sad face when you’re crying, you will still go to anyone, although if you’re a little bit hungry or tired you will look at me longingly, you can do the sign language for more and all done, and you are a people person through and through.
You are daily changing, growing and learning, and I’ve gotta say kiddo, it’s pretty humbling to have a front row seat to the miracle that you are. I don’t know how old you’ll be when you read this letter, and chances are you’ll read this one and think “um, mom? Seriously? I waved – NOT A BIG DEAL”, but you have to know that today, at nine months, when I wrote this, it really is. You are not the same little person today that you were yesterday, and you’ll be different again tomorrow, and that, my boy is a miracle.
And so, like I do every night, I will kiss your head, soak you in as best I can, and thank the One who is the maker of miracles, that He gave me you.
Happy Nine Months my little boy.