My second child Finn tends to be overshadowed sometimes by his big sister. He is quiet, and doesn't talk much. He follows Megan around and mimics her every move. He isn't half as mischievous as Megan and I think because of our constantly "correcting" her behavior, he gets a little left behind.
But he is TERRIFIC. He is the best, snuggliest, sweetest, little 19 month old boy you can ever imagine. Megan never really hugged and snuggled much (sooo independent that girl!), but Finn just melts into you. He'll hang out in your lap, just chilling, or bury his face into your shoulder with a huge smile.
Like I said, he doesn't talk much. I think I counted 9 words at his one year old birthday and right now I think he's still at about 9 words. This is okay with me because he communicates so well in other ways. He points, nods, shakes his head, signs and gestures, and we can always understand what he's saying. He is so smart...and playful, and pure of heart. What a kid!
Finn is my big boy. And I do mean BIG boy. He was 12 pounds 2 ounces at birth. Someday I want to write about his birth story, because yes it was natural, and difficult and scary, and if we lived in an earlier century, we might have both actually died. It's quite a story! But for now, let me just say that he was and has always been very big for his age. He wears 3T clothes at 19 months. Yesterday we were at the park and he didn't fit into the baby swing anymore.
|ok, so the swing next to this fit him fine, but he outgrew this model...|
Finn is big yes, 99th percentile for height and weight (this means he's bigger than 99% of other kids his age), and he'll certainly be tall all of his life. My dad is 6'7", and I'm 5'10". I don't think he'll ever be a jockey as a career.
But what I want for my dear Finn to know is that he is loved just the way he is, because of who he is. It does not now, nor will it ever matter how big he is, how tall he is, how much he loves basketball (because that kid already breathes basketball), what size clothes he wears, what he fits or doesn't fit--because he is always loved for just being Finn. Our special, wonderful boy.