When Gray was about ten weeks old and nursing every hour, I called my mom crying that he wouldn’t even go to my husband long enough for me to shower and dry my hair.
“Just wait,” she said. ”Just wait until the first time he cries and wants his daddy. It will knock the wind out of you.”
And today, five days short of 20 months old, Graham rounded the corner faster than his little toddler legs could carry him, and his sock-covered feet slid on the hardwood floors. I heard the BONK. His top teeth went through his little bottom lip. There was blood. And amidst the hysterical sobs and scared whimpers, I cradled him in my arms and suddenly heard him cry, “Dada.”
Poor kid is blabbering whatever words he can think of to tell me he’s hurt.
And luckily Matt is working from home today and heard the commotion and came right in to scoop up his big boy.
And luckily G is fine and they are now outside doing yard work while I sit here catching my breath, from the wind being knocked right out of me.
And yet again I have further confirmation that my mother is always, always right.
Gray and I are newly enrolled in a fantastic toddler/parent ed class at our local community college. It was something we kind of fell into while registering for another class, and it is just amazing so far.
Today during class, the teacher called for a period of “silent observation.” The entire concept was new to me, but when I came home and googled, I found that it is a common practice in RIE parenting (big fan, though I don’t follow any parenting practice exactly).
The class has a strict no-phone policy, so I have no photos. I can only tell you that it was really a special thing. To have 18 parents scramble with their toddlers to get to class on time and all come together to put away our phones, stop our adult conversations, stop our corrections of their behavior, and just observe, was refreshing and magical. I’m not a religious person, but this felt like an almost prayer-like experience (perhaps the relaxing chant music contributed to this). I watched my son, really watched him, and all at once felt grateful and proud and in awe. I didn’t worry about the number of words he has. I didn’t ponder if I should interject and make him share. All of this was off limits. I could only watch.
I will definitely be carrying this exercise into our time together at home. When it’s just the two of us, I try so hard to be interactive and talkative and work on things I know we need to work on together, and when he plays independently I usually run off to the other room to do the dishes or prepare our next meal. But to sit back and silently observe him this morning for a good length of time was so enlightening that I may just make it a daily ritual.
I am happy to share that I have joined the team over at Daily Mom as a contributing writer! My first post went live this week, and it’s on a topic y’all know I hold near and dear: childbirth! I hope you will click over and check it out!
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