My "Baby"

who really isn't a baby anymore. I was looking back through my recent posts and realized something. Carson has been hogging this blog. Not intentionally, I guess he just has had a lot going on. Being the oldest and all he is always out experiencing new things, which of course requires a post. My baby Bejaou is getting a little left out. So I decided to snap a few pictures of my feisty little mister today....after all today he is exactly 21 months old.

I know I have mentioned many times that this kid gives me a run for my money. He tests me, and tests me and tests me. I can't tell you how many times a day I want to just scream....as loud as I can, maybe throw a bit of a temper tantrum myself (show him, he is not the only one that can do that.) He does things Carson never even dreamed about doing, I truly didn't know kids came like this. He is such a handful, I am constantly asking myself how I am going to have the patience to raise him. I am a true believer in different parenting styles for each kid....cause my kids are night and day.

However, as trying as this little boy is.....he is absolutely endearing at the same time. Its not so much that he is naughty, he is just so incredibly curious and doesn't understand boundaries and limitations. Along with all that, he has the absolute sweetest little heart. I have never met someone I wanted to just pull my hair out one second, and the next second he is giving me that little look that just melts my heart. He is such a cuddly, snuggly, lovable little boy. And my goodness sakes, he loves his mama. My favorite time of the day is early, early morning. He usually wakes up in his crib around 5:00 or so, and we always go and get him and bring him to our bed. He is so cute, cause he squirms around until he finds me, then he snuggles right in next to me. With his little arm around me I might add and falls right back to sleep. With our heads next to each other. I love it, it is the perfect start to my day. Makes me forget, just for a moment the previous day....when he screamed the entire way through the grocery store cause he didn't want to be trapped in the cart. I choose to ignore the fact that he got into my mascara and left a big black stain all over my bathroom rug. The fact that I can't even walk outside without him running straight for the road. Yeah, I forgot all those things in those early hours of the morning as I lay there next to my little baby.

So trying as he is, I am trying to soak up every minute I have with him these next 5 months while he remains "my baby". I feel sad sometimes thinking I am jipping him of this time. I had 3 1/2 years with it being just Carson and I, I feel like I gave him everything I had. Now I got this time with Lincoln for just 2 short years, until the next one comes along. I worry thinking there won't be enough of me to go around, that I won't be able to give all that these precious little ones of mine require. I'm sure we will be fine, just feeling a little sentimental I guess. Anyways, love you so much Lincoln....you will always be my baby Bejaou.