Falling in love

I thought I was done. I thought I had reached the limit of falling in love with Chubbocks...and then he does these little heart-melty things which turn me into a giant puddle of mush and have me falling in love with him all over again...

I got home with a terrible lower back ache yesterday. This happens with every pregnancy ( gee, I sound like I've been through half a dozen, doesn't it?) - my tail bones start aching so badly that at times I wonder if I'll be able to sit up from lying down or stand up from a sitting position. I was in agony and hours of sitting down for work hadn't helped. Chubbocks was most concerned when he saw me grimacing and groaning. Next thing I knew, every time I tried to get up from the sofa this little tyke was there, slipping his shoulder under mine to help me. He helped me all the way up the stairs and insisted on walking me into my bedroom and helping me to sit down before he went off to his own room. Later when I went to say Goodnight to him, he had tears in his soft brown eyes, he was so upset that I was in pain.

While I was having a much-belated dinner, he wanted to do some colouring so I asked him to write out a note and then colour it in. He wrote the sweetest little note, all by himself - it's making me feel ten feet tall to see him able to do this - all correct spellings and everything ( will post the pic here later). Then he drew a rocket with a huge heart on it, because "I love you so much". He gave me the note and the rocket picture to hold during the night in case I got scared!


He's finding it hard sometimes to transition from the guy who collared all the attention to having to share it with Puddi. From a time when the littlest thing he did was an achievement to one where a lot of what he does is now taken for granted and it's Puddi's achievement is quite a step. Yesterday evening, both he and Puds were taking turns to hang off the bar of the swing as if it was a monkey gym. A was taking pictures and my parents were cheering them both on ( I was at work, sadly). Chubbocks got in the way when A was trying to take pictures of Puddi swinging, and my mom pulled him to one side. Poor guy got terribly upset and went into his sulk mode - he sits in a corner, arms folded, head down. It's an adorable and yet heart-breaking pose. Then no one's coaxing worked to bring him out - until Puddi went and sat by him, patting his head and giving him kisses until he finally reverted to his usual sunshine.


Chubbocks sulks



Puddi is concerned



Finally she manages to make him look up again!

I love his enthusiasm for learning. He has new passions all the time. Some time ago, it was dinosaurs. We'd bought him a couple of books and videos and he loved watching them over and over, and even Puddi knows the names of a few Dinos now. Then it was a book called Your Body, which he made us read from end to end. Then a book called The Earth, and tornadoes became his turn-on du jour...Each time he picks up a new interest, he makes sure he learns a lot about it, asking all sorts of questions, flipping through the books by himself and practically memorising the contents. Then he cutely sits down with Puddi and explains things to her. It's quite a treat to see them sitting side by side in the morning, her favourite animals book open on his lap as he points to each one and teaches her their names. "I've made her a genius", he proclaimed proudly yesterday.

There are so many reasons that I love him more and more as the days go by...makes me look forward to every new day.