My Hunter. My bug. My baby. My sonshine. My Mini Hulk. My favorite son. My Hunta. The Huntsman. My sweet baby boy. My Hunter.
It’s amazing how fast 365 days can fly by when you have a new baby. I can still remember clear as day letting the nurses know in the labor & delivery room that I needed to come back at a later time because there was NO way I was giving birth without an epidural. As I’ve learned being Hunter’s mom for a year, he is a very VERY determined little boy. Where did I give birth? On the c-section table because OH MY GOODNESS and he was ready and apparently I was not. My partner and I didn’t find out the gender of our bundle of joy – I was hoping I’d have another daughter while he was crossing his fingers and toes for a boy. After a few pushes he made his debut and instantly made his way into our hearts, and our love for him has only multiplied as the months have passed by.
There is a significant age gap between my kids – 12 years! Yes, 12! I know, how is that possible when I don’t look a day past 25? I’m all about that skincare routine honey! But, seriously, I very much feel like a new mom, the baby industry has changed so much since my daughter was small so much so that I often feel like I’m catching up. It’s amazing how much calmer and less frazzled I am as a second time parent. Let’s be honest, I am super frazzled, but NOT at many of the things that make me a wreck as a first time mom. Hunter wants to eat sand? Go ahead, dude. Might not like it, but try it, sure! No need for everything brand new, I’m allllllll about that secondhand life! I’m really digging not being so stressed out about every single little thing. Onwards towards a minimalist life!
I wasn’t sure what to do with a son. In fact, I dreaded it. I knew what it took to take care of a girl. Given the learning curve would be steep enough having a baby after a decade I was intent on figuring out raising a girl. Then BOOM enters Hunter. And I couldn’t imagine life without him. He is everything good in the world. Stubborn. Affectionate. Greedy. Curious. Adventurous. Mischievous. Funny. Kind. Determined. This kid is everything. From the moment he wakes up he is smiling and ready to take on the day. He so badly wants to talk beyond “mama” and “dada” and is so responsive and communicative it amazes us all every day. He went from being a baby who hated being a newborn to a toddler who has found his stride. He is determined to do things his way and pull down my shirt to nurse at ANY moment he chooses.
He began walking at 9.5 months (!!!!) and is always on the move, usually pushing his walker or a box. Into a wall. To which I reply: live your life Hunter!! He is eating ALL the food with his beautiful four teeth, blueberries being his most favorite food ever. And mama’s milk being his prized possession. (You’re welcome, son!)
Being a mom of two is no joke. And having kids in such different developmental stages is often challenging. There are times the tween can’t be bothered by her brother and other times she puts on a choreographed dance routine that has him laughing and laughing. Their bond is everything. The way they look at each other and make each other laugh and smile is all I need to know there is pure goodness and love in this world. They give me life. They remind me that there is still work to do and that the time is now to do it.
My baby boy is ONE. A very wild wild one. And I couldn’t love him more.
Happy Birthday, Hunter. You are so very loved.