Wednesday, August 25, 2010

20 Months

Twenty months . . . that's how long I have been a mom.
Twenty months ago today, my baby boy came into the world, a month early and on Christmas Day. 

Twenty months ago I was freaking out not only because I was worried about the fact that he was a month premature but because I wasn't ready for him to be here.  We didn't even have a crib.  The nursery wasn't painted.  He was so tiny and I didn't have any really tiny clothes!

Twenty months ago, this is what my little boy looked like . . . and he didn't even have a name!

Twenty months . . . sometimes it feels like it has gone by in the blink of an eye, other times it feels like Liam has been around forever.

A lot has changed in twenty months.  

My little tiny newborn baby has grown into a walking, talking, silly, busy toddler.

He makes us smile everyday.  We are so happy and thankful to have him.

He is learning new things every day.  He says new words every day.  These are things that have always amazed me with toddlers and a big part of the reason that I have spent most of the past 12 years working with toddlers.  But it all changes when it is your own child!  Just today, he learned to say his daycare teacher, Ashley's name and he's been saying "Ashee" every since.  

I love how proud he is of himself when he learns something new.  
I love how much he adores his Daddy.
I love when he randomly give me hugs and kisses.

I just love everything about my little boy.
(Except maybe his temper and stubbornness and the fact that he has learned the word NO . . . but we'll save that for a different post for now, I love everything about him!)

Here are some photos of my not so little anymore little boy! 
These photos, taken tonight when he decided to eat a green tomato that he picked (all by himself) from the garden yesterday, give a little glimpse into the larger than life personality of this boy!

"Did you know that I picked this ALL BY MYSELF?"

"Mom, you are embarrassing me."

"This is the most important thing I have ever seen!"

"Yep, I know I am cute.  You really don't need to keep telling me that.  On second thought, do keep telling me, I like hearing it!"

"Just chillaxing."

Twenty months . . . a lot of things have changed, but not everything . . . the nursery still hasn't been painted!


  1. That's sweet. Sarah was 20 months old when Daniel was born!

  2. Yikes! I can't imagine having another one at this point! But by the looks of your kids now, not only did you survive, you did a great job! :)

  3. Very cute boy! I would love to hold a newborn baby and I am soooo eager to have one soon. Not that I dont enjoy my 2 boys :-) I think it will have if we have a baby girl at home..

    Greta post!

  4. If it makes you feel better, I still haven't gotten around to painting *Josh's* nursery (now big boy room), let alone Spencer's. One is peachy beige and the other girly yellow! Gonna have to fix that soon.

  5. Time flies quickly. Just enjoy every minute of your precious time with your son. He is so adorable! :)