It’s the 23rd today, a big mark for my dearest baby, because he is 20 months old today. He left the “teen” world yesterday and now look how big and cute he is.
At the moment I’m still breastfeeding him exclusively. I’m neither excited and sad that the breastfeeding moment is coming to an end. Another 4 months then I’m done. I’ve no clue how to wean him off of breastmilk but I do one thing, I’ve to be mean when he wants milk. I’ve to refuse breastfeeding him when he’s crying like nobody’s business wholeheartedly. It’s hard tau!
He is still hasn’t talk meaningful words yet, all he talks is gibberish. The nurse has referred him to the speech therapy. So I’m just waiting on the appointment letter. But i do know he understands what we talk to him. That’s alright, a friend told me she read in Baby Centre, Albert Einstein talks at the age of 4. So, what’s to worry about?
I am falling in love with my son everyday, I miss him when he’s asleep, but I wish he’s asleep throughout the night. Yes, at 20 months he’s still awakes at night for feed. I didn’t pick him up, he comes to me on his own (macam anak kucing baru lahir, mata tutup tapi they still know how to look for food).
Adrian’s is a hard core climber. Very. He climbs at a very young age when he can’t even walk yet. He has climb and fall on almost everything we have in this house. I’ve also notice he’s learning to jump up in the air but of course he’s 2 tiny feet still stuck on the floor. Cute kan, budak nak jump tapi tal reti lagi…hehe
Adrian ni, lagi membesar, the more people call him as “her”. I don’t get it, he wears tee and a jeans, and a sneaker, girls at his age hardly wears anything like that. Kalau girls pakai tshirt pun mesti ada flower terselit. He got superman, and cars mostly on his tees.
