Birthday Boy

I can't believe my little baby is already four...I look at him and think, wow, he's a little boy now...there's nothing baby about him anymore.  It's bittersweet...each stage brings new fun adventures and experiences (and challenges of course) but each exciting milestone also reminds me of how far he's come from that little guy I first locked eyes with four years ago:)  It makes me happy and sad at the same time...we can never get that time back and I am reminded to live fully in each fleeting moment.

Just Saturday, I went shopping for new clothes for Noah, and I was in total denial about how big he's grown.  I would look at smaller sizes and think, that's his size.  But it wasn't!  And when I looked at the size he now wears, my eyes welled up with tears.  I asked my mom if she thought it was just pregnancy hormones and she said - no, that sometimes she looks at me or my brother and feels the same way - that was my little baby!

Speaking of pregnancy, I'm pregnant!  Since this blog is about Noah, I'll talk a little about how he feels about the pregnancy.  It's all super sweet and heartwarming.  I'm really glad we waited this long to have another one because I feel in my heart that he is fully open to sharing me now (at least as much as a four year old can tolerate!)  He talks about how my belly is growing and lifts up my shirt to gently rub my tummy (with his soft little hands, so sweet).  He tells people that he's going to have a baby.  He's convinced it's going to be a "brother baby" and I asked him how he would feel about having a sister.  He said the funniest thing the other night while we were having pillow talk.  He said, "No mommy.  It certainly isn't dignified."  I cracked up!  I have a feeling he will welcome a boy or girl, though.  Randomly while we are doing something together like playing on a slide or counting, he tells me he will teach the baby those things.  He talks about sharing nummies with the baby.  Even though he barely nurses since I became pregnant, he is sure that one side will be his and the other will be the baby's when the baby comes.  Tandem nursing might be in our future, who knows!

Noah requested not to have a party for his fourth birthday because he didn't want to share his cupcakes or cake with any other kids (speaking of sharing LOL).  He gave me very specific instructions regarding the decor and flavors of his cupcakes and cake.  "Vanilla cake with white frosting with M & M's, cars, Cat in the Hat, candles, and Hershey's kisses."  He said all he wanted for his birthday was to be able to eat cupcakes and cake all day...he asked, I delivered.  He did not have one bite of real food from the moment he woke up.  And I didn't make the healthy version either!  Surprisingly, he didn't have one meltdown the whole day.  Grandma got him a huge trampoline for his birthday (a godsend while I'm pregnant and have little energy to walk to the park twice a day, thanks Grandma!!!).  Keeping with tradition, we had a fun bonfire at the beach with Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle John and Cynthia.  I love our family!

Oh yeah, when he woke up the day of his birthday, I had to tell Noah that it was indeed his birthday.  He was so excited and said, "I'm four??  Right now?  Like Roman? It's my birthday!"  Now all he talks about is turning five.  He is so eager to grow up.  I remember feeling like that.  He wants to be a big boy.  Slow down little one!  I need you to stay little for at least a little while longer!!!!

xoxoxoxo precious boy...