I waved goodbye to 2012 with great gusto. It was a year that taught me much about myself but also much about those around me. There were times where I could not see further than the three hour blocks of a newborn, there were others where being tired took on a whole new meaning. These are now replaced by looking forward to the times when Munch has a nap and to those where he exhibits his pure brilliance in comic timing at the tender age of fifteen months. He has a talent I'm telling you!
We start 2013 with the knowledge that we have a wedding to finish planning. I am currently very grateful that my vision of Munch walking me down the aisle is set to become reality as he is a steady little soul on his feet right now. The only doubt is whether it is going to be walking or dragging of Mummy dearest down the aisle - mental note to self, maybe heels will not be a good idea! That and whether he will spend it waving and saying hello to everyone that we pass on our way.
Am I going to diet at all? No idea. I never really have and am not sure I possess the will power when it comes to food. I would much rather put myself in a dress that fits than try and get myself to fit into one in all honesty. I'm testing the whole Sprout will love me regardless of whether I look like the back end of a bus or not theory. Maybe I will miraculously turn into the perfect hourglass using some spandex wonder undergarment instead. For me, it's not about my dress but about the two of us and sharing that with our family and closest friends.
Munch has now mastered the 'Hello' in addition to 'Hiya'. We got a 'please' once but more often than not it is 'peese' and he can sign it - it's very similar to blowing a kiss mind. With the mountain of new toys that arrived in the form of Christmas presents came new storage ideas and our newest game which has become our firm favourite - yes, you've guessed it. Gold star to you in the middle! Yes, the tidy up game. We have gone from taking turns in putting toys away to Munch surprising us and becoming grand master at it by 2013. I thought I mastered new things quickly but by jove he puts me to shame. He's showing us that he understands the order of certain events and the whole bedtime routine is now even easier. Munch will pull his socks off and once he's naked he will put his clothes in the wash basket and then totter off towards the bathroom squealing with delight. It's as though another switch inside that brain of his has been tripped and there's a whole new world of learning.
He leaves us open mouthed many a time with the things that he shows us. One of his favourite books is 'Incy, Wincy spider'; it plays the tune and has buttons that make different sounds and he'll pick it off his shelf and get us to sing it over and over. The other day we had been singing it quite a few times and I said to him, " Bring Mummy the Wheels on the Bus book please". We'd never asked him but up he got and walked to the bookshelf. Sprout's expression said it all. Munch had got the actual book and was coming back with it. Wow, just wow! We've always been amazed at the rate at which he learns but recently it's gone into a higher gear and we're in constant awe. In our eyes Munch is a genius of a little boy.
He will dribble a ball across the room much to his father's delight. I know little about football but apparently he is a natural Sprout keeps telling me. I was far more impressed when nursery told us that he'd been helping tidy up and wanting to vacuum. Munch doesn't express a preference for specific toys; some days it is books, others fire engines and cars but he seems to have the most fun with DVDs, remote controls, Daddy's phone, a balloon and the laundry baskets. Who needs toys?
2012 taught me that my perspective on life had shifted. My head is in a stronger place and my answer to something I caught on television the other day - "What do you want your children to inherit?"
My response? "A passion for life."
May 2013 bring us all a wealth of smiles and memories. Thanks for reading!