Terrific Twos

My son turned two years old this month. We enjoyed having some other children and babies over to celebrate his birthday. It is hard to believe that two years ago I was laying on my back looking at him after 22 hours of labor...14 hours of it with remarkable pain. I had him without the use of medications or epidural because of worry that my dystonia or the baby might be affected. He was a big baby...9 lbs. 11 oz. and 22 inches long. In the midst of the pain and relief of finishing the pregnancy I was in awe of him and I still am today. I love experiencing the world through him. Children have such unique ways of thinking and understanding that remind us of the splendor of life and the world around us.

He received a sand box for his birthday and is thoroughly loving it. He enjoys dumping the sand over his legs and feet and running his fingers through it. I still have to remind him to keep the sand in the box and not to throw it, but I am glad that he is so happy with it. Bubbles have also been quite entertaining to him lately and he is learning how to hold the wand far enough away to make it work. The few bubbles that he has blown successfully usually appear with a ppllbbfffttt and a bit of spit, but hey at least he's getting it. I'm looking forward to many more days of playing in the sand and blowing bubbles.

Isn't it amazing how much a child changes in two years. The pictures show him at 3 months old and 2 years old playing in his new sandbox.