Cohen turned 2

he was more excited about blowing out candles, than he was about eating the cupcake. We re-lit the candles 3 times just so he could blow them out again, and again...

There he was. a tiny 8 lbs 9 oz.sleeping peacefully......

now he's a 32lb man-child who never sleeps.

I can't even believe it. my cohen boy turned 2 on October 15th.

Two years went by fast, and slow at the same time.

Allow me to explain:

(Fast): when I think of the day cohen was born I can remember all of the details so clearly (what I was watching when I went into labor, what I wore when I went to the hospital, what I ate the night before, and that morning for breakfast, the labor nurses name, etc.) It really feels like it just happened ...

(Slow): BUT, whenever I see a tiny new baby I feel like I can't even really remember what he was like when he was that small. it seems like it never even happened. so weird. I look at these little newborns and think, "I don't think cohen was ever that small"... eventhough I know he was.

Whenever I hold a newborn (that is not my own), it feels SO foreign to me...like i've never done it before. (eventhough cohen was a newborn just 2 years ago). It makes me feel a little awkward. Like I just can't get that baby in a comfortable position, and the baby can always sense that i'm uncomfortable holding them because they always end up squirming and crying shortly after being placed in my arms. it's kind of like a horse that can sense an inexperienced/nervous rider so they try to buck them off. i'm sure it looks just as awkward as it feels, that is why i try to avoid holding newborns. I LOVE newborns, but i would much rather gush over them from across the room than hold them. i'm weird, i know. anyhoo...

when I held cohen for the first time, I didn't feel awkward at all. I actually wanted to hold him, and i didn't really want to share him with anyone else. For once a baby actually STOPPED crying when I held him. Needless to say, I was smitten from day one.

we had cupcakes, opened a few presents (his favorite: toy story & thomas train), played with dad, grandma, great grandma, dawn, aunt becka, and wesley. and later we went out to dinner.

I think he liked his birthday, eventhough he doesn't really know what a birthday is.

I think I liked Cohen's birthday more than he did because it gives me a day to reflect on his actual birth day. I loved that day. That's the day I became a mom, and andy became a dad. It's the first time I held a newborn who didn't cry or make me feel terribly uncomfortable. it just felt so natural and perfect. he is my boy! i love him so much.

October 15, 2008. 10:00 ish