I have these irrational fears that sometimes control my life: bad yogurt, random things appearing in toilets, Max walking.
At least I used to place Max walking as irrational, but now I realize I am totally justified in having that fear.
Flashback: Within a 4 week time span, Anderson started walking, turned 1, developed a staph infection on his leg, decided he was no longer interested in eating and something else....what was it....Oh, right. HE STARTED PATCHING.
I have reasoned that I am not actually afraid of walking, but to me, all that I know from the walking point forward is a really, really rough path.
This fear is starting to be a subconscious presence in my life. As Max keeps aging, the truth that he inevitably is going to be 11 months old becomes more and more real. That symmetrical month is when Anderson started patching and "The Hardest Time Of My Life" began, so it is only fitting that I live in fear of the known. I am actually sort of curious about the unknown world, which is a non patching toddler. Will it be the resort vacation that I always dreamed of when Anderson was tiny? Or, will Max's inevitable ability to make it past every barrier, closed door and toilet lock to play in his favorite fountain trump all perspective and make me just as exhausted?
I am curious. I will, of course, keep you posted ;)
"How will covering my eye make it better? How does this bandaid work?" I asked him
"It just does, Bobble."
"What if it hurts when I take it off? You put it on my eyelashes."
"It will hurt, but just for a minute. And, I will be here, so it will be ok."
He will always be there for his Bonnle. He is so funny snout his obsessions. And our dear little Max is strong as an oz and stubborn as a mule to get what he wants. Ha ga. Fun times ahead
ReplyDeleteLOVE LOVE LOVE his reply to your questions.
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I lived in fear of potty training and teaching Jacob to tie his shoes. Not because a previous child had anything traumatic happen to them during those milestones, but bc I have no patience and I knew both of these would take extreme patience. I got through potty training ok. But I have to confess...Jacob is still not that great at tying his shoes...I might still tie them in the morning...and if they come untied during the school day, he might just walk around with them untied the rest of the day until he comes home...even if that means his shoe becomes so loose that it actually comes off his foot while walking home....
In my defense I did try to pay Hallie, Abby, and Josh to teach him. No one would do it, thus proving my fear completely legitimate.
Also, I think it is clear that Aunt Debbie wrote her response on her phone. #autocorrect
DeleteIt will be a resort vacation in that you will not have to worry about vision for this little guy. But I hesitate to call it a true resort b/c I fear (not walking) but the jinx gods ;) Who knows what they can do to the toilet?!
ReplyDeleteI will be here, so it will be okay.
ReplyDeleteIt will be okay. I understand the fear, I really do, but Max will be just fine. He will walk, run and play. And someday he will want glasses, not because he needs them, but because his super cool older brother has them and he wants to be just like him.
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