My beautiful baby boy, You are 3 years old.
How am I already writing this letter to you? I have been looking back through pictures and I just can’t believe that it has already been another year. I thought I had ‘forever’ to enjoy you as my baby. Forever felt like such a long time away when I was holding a newborn, but believe me when I say that it has passed in the blink of an eye and just like that, you’re a grown-up three year old. I am frantically searching for a pause button…for some way to slow time down. I want to keep you as my baby a little longer, but truth be told you a far from a baby these days.
You are such a character, Harry. Such a funny, hilarious boy. I feel so blessed to have a son who makes me laugh every single day. You honestly say the funniest things and I’m constantly writing them down so I don’t forget them. Even when you’re tucked up in bed asleep, I still find myself laughing over the silly things you said or did that day.
On the subject of “saying things”, you have well and truly had a language EXPLOSION this year. You talk all.the.time and never shut up. You’ve picked up some very big words that make me laugh like “delightful” “contemplating” “ridiculous” “conversation” and “disgusting” I mean how does one even understand the meaning of such big words at just three years old? But you do, and you use them in the right context all of the time. I think having an older brother has helped, you two sit and have the craziest conversations sometimes.
You are a very friendly boy once you open up but can be quite shy and reserved around people you don’t know. The total opposite of Riley in fact, who will literally talk to anyone, but that’s ok. I like that vulnerable side to you. It makes you YOU. You like to observe and work a situation out before jumping in head first and have a level of perception that is beyond your years. You can usually tell someone’s mood or character just by looking at them.
One thing I am finding particularly hard to deal with at the moment is your mood swings and stubborn nature. You can change at the flick of the switch from being the sweetest, most loveliest little boy to quite frankly an absolute s**t. If you don’t get your own way or if someone says no to you, you go into full meltdown mode, usually resulting in you grunting, stomping off to a corner and refusing to speak to anyone. It’s not uncommon for you to throw a major tantrum when out in public either, I’m talking about the “throwing yourself on the floor kicking and screaming” kind of tantrums. I am praying that the so-called terrible twos were just a phase and that the worst of the disobedience is behind us, but I fear that is not the case. We shall see I guess.
You’re still a complete fusspot when it comes to food…a COMPLETE fusspot. I thought I was fussy but you are on a whole nother level. You are what I would call, a fully fledged VIP member of the beige club…but…you have started to eat fruit and vegetables in the last month or so, so my persistence is paying off and I feel like we may be turning a corner. You’re growing as you should be though and the GP isn’t concerned with your health so I know you’re getting enough nutrients but I SO wish you were a great eater like your brother, who will literally eat anything. You two are practically the same size now, in terms of height, shoes and clothes, it’s actually quite amusing as people often stop and ask me if you’re twins.
You are a million percent boy. You would play sword fighting and rocket flying all day long if someone would play with you. You love squirt guns and tractors and train sets and building blocks. You love dinosaurs and fire engines and mud and football. You can play by yourself, but much prefer having Riley around and I totally see why……you two create all kinds of imaginary worlds and experiences. It’s so much fun to eavesdrop from another room – I really hope you boys always keep your sense of adventure and imagination!
You had so many moments this year that slowly changed you from a baby to a big boy. You started preschool one morning a week. You learned to go potty and started wearing big boy pants. You carry on conversations like an adult. You love to “do school” and practice your letters, shapes and numbers. I am just so proud of all you’ve accomplished this year!
You are the joy of my heart, little boy. You are the one I pray for the most. You are one of the biggest blessings in my life and i cannot remember a life without you in it now.
You are so loved, my sweet boy! You are so surrounded by love and cherished from so many, many people. You are precious, Harry. I am so blessed to be your mama.
I love you so so so soooo so so soooo so so sooo much, my big three year old boy!
love from mummy x x x