This past week has been incredible. It's really difficult to believe my little baby - the one I swore I just delivered like, last month, is already two years old. But, as tough as it has been to let that sink in, Noam's birthday has brought so much happiness and excitement and joy to our family. This past week was full of celebration and family and friends and love and exciting new adventures, and I couldn't be happier about that.
This will be the final monthly/quarterly update I do for Noam, so here goes.
We just visited the pediatrician this morning for Noam's 2-year checkup, and found that he's 27 pounds (25-50%) and 36 (75-90%) inches tall. He's in 18-24m and 2T clothing, wears a size 5 diaper and a size 7 (nearing size 8) shoe.
Thinking about this and writing it out now, it seems so silly to me that we as moms and parents become so preoccupied with food. I don't know what it is about eating (the preoccupation with having 'good' eaters) and why we worry so much (we are hard-wired to worry, I know). I've gone through stages - much like Noam has - where I am concerned about how he's eating and then I'm relaxed about how he's eating. But, at the end of the day, all of that worrying was for nothing. Sure, Noam can be - let's say discerning - with his food choices. Toddlers often fear new things, and food is no exception. It's a survival mechanism.
So, here's my point: if you read back about Noam's eating habits, you'll see we've gone through the typical food challenges with him. I just wish I had known how typical they were.
Now, Noam's a great eater. He's not a big eater and he can still be choosey (as we all can be), but he loves to enjoy his meals, has his favorite foods and eats a well-balanced, rounded diet. His favorite foods are mac and cheese (which he requests almost every day), green smoothies, grapes, watermelon, cheese, chicken, cottage cheese, guacamole, beans and hummus.
Two months ago, I night-weaned Noam. The whys and hows I'll save for another, much longer post that I promise I'll get to soon. But the most important part of the night-weaning process is this: Noam, at 22 months, was ready. Since we night-weaned, not every night has been great. Some nights, he still wakes up a few times a night. Some nights, he still asks for milk at night. But, overall, we're both getting a lot more sleep now that he's night-weaned.
He typically goes to bed around 9 or 9:30 and wakes up around 8 for the day. As far as naps, it can range a little but most often, he naps from about 1-3pm, though he's had naps as late as 2:30-6pm and as early as 11am-1pm.
Activity & Development
There is so much to talk about here. Since I haven't been doing regular monthly updates lately, I'll just focus on some of the new things he's been doing in the last few weeks. Noam is regularly speaking 4- and 5-word sentences, singing songs (he loves 'Row, Row, Row Your Boat,' 'Rain, Rain Go Away,' and the entire Moana soundtrack), he really engages in imaginative, creative play with his play food, animals and other objects and loves to pretend that he is on the phone.
He identifies colors and shapes, animal sounds and every object he sees, and he can count to somewhere between 22 and 24 with only a few numbers out of place. He loves to "paint" (which means any type of coloring) and play with stickers, and he absolutely loves to watch the boats, ducks and geese along the waterfront here in Hoboken. He has a few very close friends whom he loves so much, and it's been really special witnessing the bonds they've created and how they've deepened over the past few months and year.
He's been attending a 2-hour drop-off program for the last couple of months and he absolutely loves it. I rarely get a 'goodbye' because, as soon as I drop him off, he's immediately engaged in the space around him.
Noam is legitimately one of the sweetest people I've ever met. He is empathetic, giving, kind and nurturing. He is independent and creative and funny. Sometimes I feel like he's in on a joke that we just don't get yet. He's a mama's boy through and through, and loves playing with his daddy. He supplies endless hugs and kisses and hand-holds that just fill me to the brim with joy and pride.