Liam finally had his two year checkup today. He only had to have one Hepatitis booster and he still hated every second of the appointment. His doctor sent a referral over to a speech therapy center to get him in for an appointment, he still doesn’t say much of anything. He also wants him to be evaluated for autism.
After two years, I can finally get Liam to sit down in the bath. He’s always been terrified of sitting for some reason and he has finally realized how much more fun he can have and how much splashing he can accomplish if he’s sitting down.
Small photo dump of Liam’s 2nd birthday party we had on Saturday, July 26th. And a little collage of him as a newborn, his first birthday, to today. His birthday was on July 30th and I cannot believe he is already two! :(
Crazy hair stupid lips. 😶
Is it nap time yet? Liam has been running around like a mad child and being crabby all day, he’s got a bad case of the “terrible two’s”. A break from his tantrums would be lovely. I miss my other half, he makes Liam so happy and he seems to be a different child when his daddy is around. I think he’s tired of being stuck with me 24/7. I shouldn’t complain though. Being a stay at home mom isn’t the hardest “job” out there, and I know Ben’s working a lot harder than I am, but my sanity is no more and I just want to be able to go to the grocery store without a meltdown over being sat down in the shopping cart occurring. You know? I need coffee (or maybe something stronger) and a Paul’s donut with a side of sleep.
This cute little freckle randomly appeared. Ben has the exact same one, it’s adorable.
Liam has a new obsession with wearing shoes, He wants to be wearing them 24/7. He also doesn’t understand why he can’t wear two pairs at once. If I put one matching pair on he cries until I change one of them. So if you see my child walking around with mis-matched shoes, it’s because he wants to dress himself and this is how he wants to wear them.
I’ve come to realize I only have like one decent picture with Liam. I hate that nobody else around me ever takes photos as much as I do. A majority of the pictures I have with him are crappy selfies taken with my front facing camera on my crappy phone. I wish I had candid photos with him. It’s depressing really. To know I won’t have a ton of photos of us together, for the fist two years of his life, to look back on several years from now. 😭
-The person always behind the camera.