Today is Simon’s 3rd Birthday. I’m super proud to be this guys mama, despite the fact that he woke up at 5 am today. He’s a stubborn and strong willed little guy. He’s stingy with his smiles so if you receive a smile from Simon, consider yourself lucky. But it you find favor in the eyes of Simon you will be forever his favorite. He is a quality time guy. He wants your full attention when he’s chosen to engage with you. This may be because of his birth order, third child and all.
He’s hilarious but either it’s unintentional or he just really that cool. He’s not one to perform for anyone else, he only does things for himself. However, he is very loving towards his brothers, most of the time. He says Noah is his best friend and misses him dearly every day when Noah goes to school. Also, he will always bring little toys to Abel, especially if he’s crying.
He loves Pizza, Macaroni & Cheese, Toast with Jam, Burritos, Guacamole, Pancakes, Ice Cream and Bananas. He’s my most picky eater. He doesn’t eat a lot of meat.
He loves Mickey Mouse, Paw Patrol, Ninja Turtles, Rescue Bots, and pretend cooking. He also loves to swing at the park.
His personality is pretty quiet and inquisitive. You can tell he’s always observing and analyzing his surroundings. Even though he’s quiet it doesn’t mean he doesn’t talk much. He has a very robust vocabulary for a new 3 year old. I’m often surprised by his proper use of more advanced words and phrases.
He’s such a sweet boy and I’m so very excited to watch him grow into an amazing man.
Happy Birthday Simon!
Simon has been slowing showing interest in using the potty. We haven’t fully committed to potty training just yet but I’m trying to let him discover potty training on his own. He’s usually pretty interested in using the potty but he’s completely uninterested in wearing underwear. Eventually he’ll come around.
Today he decided he needed to potty so he went upstairs to use his preferred potty seat. (He’s my only child that actually likes the potty seat – the little seat you put on the toilet) He’s very independent and wants to do it himself so I waited downstairs. But he didn’t quite make it and peed on the floor just outside the bathroom. I immediately heard crying and knew what happened. As I started up the stairs I asked him what was wrong and through tear filled eyes he cried, “I pee pee on the fwowor.” I reassure him that it’s OK and sometimes accidents happen. As I reach the top of the stairs I find him stand over the pee with tears rolling down his cheeks and he looks up at me and says, “Wook at dis mess.” It’s the saddest and cutest thing ever.
I throw a few towels down and help him to the bathroom to see if he needs to finish in the potty. He just sits on the potty, no longer crying but with tears still on his cheeks and says, “Dhere no morwee pee pee.”
This was his first potty accident. And while I hate cleaning up pee I think it was a learning experience for him. He’s used to peeing in his diaper wherever he pleases and only using the potty when he feels like it. I think he understands the importance of peeing on the potty.
Potty training is bittersweet. I love seeing my boys grow up but it’s one of the final transitions from baby to big kid.
Happy Birthday Baby Simon… well I guess you aren’t a baby any more and soon you won’t be THE baby once your brother comes in January.
Guacamole, Mickey Mouse, Cars and Firetrucks, Dogs, Yogurt Raisins, Bananas, Strawberries, Watermelon (pretty much any fruit except oranges), cuddles, brothers, showers and playing outside.
I’m just now realizing I probably need to schedule his 2 year check up since I have no idea what his stats are but he seem pretty average in size for a 2 year old boy. I just switched out his 18mo clothes for 2T stuff.
Joe and I are so blessed by this little guy. I love getting to know my boys’ personalities as they are all very different. It just reminds me how special they are and I pray that we are able let each one know just how much we love them.
Happy Birthday Simon Edward.
I have been fortunate enough to breastfeed all 3 of my boys for at least 12months. I did child-led weaning for all of them and at 15 months old Simon is done with breastfeeding. I’m sad that our breastfeeding relationship is over, especially since he is probably the last baby, however, I’m slightly excited about the freedom that comes with no longer breastfeeding. Not just the freedom is gives me but more importantly what this big transition means for Simon’s independence.
He’s growing so quickly. For instance now he’s a climber…
As I watch my boys reach new milestones I’m riddled with conflicting emotions. I love see the joy on their faces as they finally accomplish new tasks but it also means they are getting older and my sweet little babies are becoming big, independent boys.
At 15 months old Simon has decided he’s ready to join the big boys, even though I don’t totally agree that my baby is a big boy yet.
I’ve had my fair share of breastfeeding struggles but Simon was the easiest baby to nurse. I was elated when he immediately latched on after birth. Breastfeeding has been such a calming and beautiful journey and I’m sad to see this time come to and end.
I love you sweet little Simon boy.
Each night I stand beside the crib holding a sleepy boy in my arms.
As his head rests on my shoulder I sway to the lull of his slow steady breathing.
I know these moments will soon pass away as he grows into a busy little boy
He will probably be my last baby and I think about that every time I nurse him,
every time I cuddle him,
every diaper I change
and every good night kiss I place on the back of his soft neck.
“Don’t grow up too quickly little babe.” I whisper into his ear as he drifts off to sleep.
He’s starting to nurse a little longer at night.
He snuggles deeper into my chest and reaches his hand up to hold on to me.
I think we both know this season is drawing close to it’s end and neither of us are quite ready.
So I linger a little bit longer every night.
Just to breathe in his sweet baby smell, of Cheerios and applesauce and baby wipe freshness.
I rest my head upon his tiny head which is resting on my shoulder.
We rock and we sway together, enjoying the quiet of the night.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath, hoping to ingrain this moment in my memory forever.
I never want to forget this moment.
So I linger a little bit longer.
Sunday was Simon’s 1st birthday.
We didn’t do anything extravagant to celebrate Simon’s big day. Between the time change and Jude throwing up on the way to church we decided it would be a good idea to have a low-key day at home. I did buy some celebratory blueberry muffins from Whole Foods. He was a fan.
This little boy has been such a joyful addition to our family. He was a complete surprise to us. I struggled a lot at the thought of a 3rd baby for the first few months of my pregnancy but every day since his arrival I thank God that he has given us this added blessing. I wonder why I was so worried in the first place. I am so overwhelmed that God would entrust such a precious gift to me. (I feel that way about all my boys) I honestly never knew my heart could contain so much love. Parenting 3 boys is certainly the hardest thing I’ve ever done but I’m so thankful that both God and the boys give me grace, after grace, after grace.
This coming weekend our families will come together to throw a party for Mr. Simon. There will be cake, presents, balloons and tons of smiles. I’m so looking forward to watching this little guy grow up into a wonderful man.