Our little Bean is 15 months old and I’ve just realised I haven’t written an update since he was 9 months. Oops.
^^ When we say “dinosaur”, Bean says “rahh!” ^^
In the last couple of months I’ve been trying to figure out what littleeandbean means to me and I’ve come to the conclusion that forced blogging is a bit too much like hard work, which means I’m no longer feeling obliged to write about certain topics, or at regular intervals to ‘keep up’ with other bloggers. It also means I don’t feel bad that I can’t always fit writing into my life, although my posts have practically quadrupled recently: hello school holidays! Being a working mum means I’m very limited time-wise, but also I have so much else I want to write about; stuff that really fires me up. I love talking about my kids, of course I do, I get weepy on a daily basis thinking about my beautiful humans, but I’m not feeling the need to document their lives in quite as much detail as I used to. I guess I’m finding that my blogging voice wants to talk about a lot more than being a mum.
Having said all that Bean has changed such a huge amount in the last few months. When I last updated he’d just started nursery and I was going through the emotional upheaval of being back at work. It’s safe to say that nearly 6 months on he loves nursery almost as much as E. I say ‘almost’ because unlike E he doesn’t demand I take him to nursery on days off *rolls eyes*. One thing I’ve found really difficult thing about him being at nursery is the constant illness. Until recently he’d been ill almost every day since December which has been hard for all of us. But when he’s not poorly he spends most of his time grinning from ear to ear and chatting away.
He’s a real character and yes, I’m totally saying that to describe how feisty he can be. He can hold his own around E (not always a good thing) and he’s got a wicked temper. We know when he’s unhappy about something because he shouts “NO!” and launches a toy at whatever’s offending him – it would appear that we’ve another kid with a good aim *ouch* But while his temper is fierce it’s also short-lived, and it doesn’t bother me in the slightest. I’m a lot more relaxed about the wilfulness than I was with E.
^^ You tell him, Bean! ^^
I’m not sure I really acknowledged all the ‘spirited’ behaviour we had with E because I didn’t want to paint him as a little gremlin. But let’s face it; all kids are difficult, at least occasionally. My boys are gregarious. If you met E he would probably want to talk to you and laugh with you and be tactile with you, and he’d also feel comfortable having almighty tantrums in front of you. While that behaviour exhausts me, it doesn’t freak me out anymore. I know it’s all part and parcel of them learning boundaries and having the freedom to be children. I was very shy as a child. I remember being not much older than E and being so anxious in social situations that I felt pain. So I love it when my boys let loose and go a bit nuts, if they can’t do it now, when on earth can they?
As well as being a feisty little thing, Bean is incredibly loving. He’s very cuddley and loves to snuggle with J and I. He’s got a good attention span, especially when it comes to Peppa Pig or playing trains and he’d happily play with his trains for an hour or so without making a peep.
Bean’s less sedentary than he was but he’s still taking his sweet time about walking. He’s progressed to cruising and standing on his own for very short periods but he’s in no rush to get about on his feet and I’m in no rush for the walking to start. Having done all this before I know I’ll need a pair of eyes in the back of my head once he’s toddling about. One day very soon he’ll be up and walking, and just like that the baby days will feel like they’ve upped and left. I’ll miss this rugrat stage!
He’s got a really good vocabulary, about 50 words, and he loves to mimic us. I feel like he understands so much of what we say to him, but of course that could just be parental bias Some of his most used words are:
Mama, dada, ball, teeth, Peppa, car, urgh! cat, hot, no, shoes, socks, bubbles, splash, uh oh, hair, head, nose, mouth, me/mine, Elijah, eye, more, banana, train, choo-choo, ta, door, two (always after I say ‘one’!), door, please, boobies
At 15 months Bean loves:
- Playing trains
- Vroom-vrooming cars across the floor
- Building towers out of bricks
- Chasing after his brother
- Chastising his brother
- Chasing after the cats
- His daddy
- His dummy
- Food. All of it
I’m finding time flashes by so much quicker with baby number 2. My days are a lot busier, so much so that it’s impossible to properly process everything that happens. Life is chaotic and exhausting and loud (my god it’s loud!) but it’s also bloody wonderful. I love learning a little more about Bean each day, he’s a lot of fun to be around and he adores his big brother. And I love watching my boys navigate this first chapter of brotherhood, it’s such a blessing.