Noah is getting to a "teaching age". An age where he comprehends more about his actions and their consequences and just his effect on his environment & relationships in general.
It's overwhelming. Suddenly I have a very short space of time to teach him a helluva lot. It feels like this is the window period for "make or break".
I am rushing as much information in to his head as I possibly can while his mind is still so susceptible to the information I'm trying to give him.
He points to a feather and instead of saying "Yes, pretty", I'm saying "That is a feather. It comes from a bird. Birds fly. Except penguins and ostriches"
You get what I'm saying?
So right now, I am so big on manners it is a bit intense. "Please, thank you, sorry" etc. I am drilling it so deep in to this poor child's head, I really almost feel sorry for him.
People would always go on about what a big responsibility a child is. I never though of it that way. I mean.. keep them dry and warm and fed. Maybe pull them away from the plug sockets. It's not that complicated?
Now.. I am overwhelmed. I have SO much to teach my boys. Noah has suddenly grown up and I'm struggling to keep up with him. I'm so glad that I am at home and on maternity leave to see and experience all of this, and to teach him and to share in his total wonder at his world.
He's like a wild horse and I'm really just hanging on by a stirrup trying to keep up with him. What a completely amazing experience. Parenthood. I am so blessed. Words cannot describe x