how weird is it to call logan a toddler?! i still call her baby, and she sometimes still references herself as “baby” … as in “baby hungry!” such a funny kid. motherhood is such a bizarre thing … i have said it before, but i was never a “baby person.” the first baby i ever held was logan. no joke. i just never got baby fever. i always knew i wanted to be a mom, but i thought the first few years were just going to have to be like ripping off a bandaid … something you HAVE to do to get to the ‘i have this really neat kid that can do things’ part. boy, was i wrong. now, i’m still not a self-proclaimed baby person, but i am definitely a toddler person. i thought i was going to go nuts during this stage, where your little one is getting into everything without the ability to comprehend “no” and “stop that.” guys …. I LOVE IT. i love this stage. not only can logan comprehend WAY more than i ever imagined at a very young age [she’s just over a year and a half old], but she is constantly surprising me with the funny, cute, and totally relevant things she says and does! she sings, dances, demands us all to “stand up!” “come on!” and “jump” [where i literally respond ‘sure, logan. how high?’], she memorizes the books we read to her, and can now start to tell me about her day when i ask. i have really come to cherish the little, “normal” moments that we share throughout our week. some of my favorites?
trips to target. i love getting to push her in the cart, with her in front, talking about everything we see and her telling me i’m silly when i pretend to push her and say “bye logan!” i do think she’s got us trained, though, because the minute we walk through the door it’s “choc-lit milk! CHOC-LIT MILK!” and “cookies!!” whatever, logan. a trip to starbucks is a small price to pay to see you happy and entertained as i stock up on diapers and laundry detergent.
walks to the park. it’s still nice enough out that we can take walks at night to the park in our neighborhood. logan usually chats at us, waves at dogs, and insists that “mommy swing!” next to her while daddy pushes her.
chill nights at home. i used to think we needed to be out doing things with logan for her to maximize all the learning she did. i didn’t realize how much she picks up on when joey and i are at home and just chat with her. we usually eat dinner first thing when i get home [those two always beat me], and if we aren’t running around to one sporting event or another [coaches wife life], we just chill. our basement is pretty much dedicated to all of logan’s toys, and we just hang out down there with her, playing music, dancing like goons, and just hanging as a family. these are my favorite times.
motherhood has been a total reality check on everything i thought i knew and wanted. i’m totally fine that i’m not taking her to museums and libraries, and babies day out every single moment we are together. as long as she is happy, healthy, and loved, we have all we need to create a great environment for raising a child. oh, and looking forward to those future years when she can understand me when i tell her things? i’m just enjoy the time, now 🙂 those days will come, but i’m no longer in a rush.