Posts tagged ‘Laughter’

December 16, 2011

At-Home Spa

I think the stress of the holidays is bringing Jacob down. He’s been spending a lot of time in the bath lately.

 

The good news is, he isn’t just holed up in the bathroom; he’s definitely willing to get out and go places.

 

 

Hopefully destressing now means he’ll be able to really appreciate Christmas when it comes. He can let all his cares drift away, and just be happy that he’s surrounded by family, friends, and good news.

 

In the meantime, if you’re stressed out over the holidays (or even if you’re not), I hope this healthy dose of baby belly laughter makes your day!

 

September 28, 2011

Toddler Jacob

As freaked out as I was last week when I got my first “Your Toddler: Week 1” email from BabyCenter.com, I’d like to state for the record that toddler Jacob is, in a word, awesome.

It feels like a switch was flipped sometime last week, either in him or in me. Suddenly this little baby is a little boy, giggling, talking, and dancing even more than before. He chatters all day long, only stopping to laugh at things that, honestly, I can’t always find the humor in. He claps? He laughs. He turns the light off? He laughs. Other people might smile at these things, but to Jacob, they are worthy of a from-his-gut chortle. That’s right, my boy chortles.

His personality is more and more present every day. And while this means there are some temperamental moments, it also means that there are a lot of silly faces and a whole lot of hugs and kisses.

Maybe a lot of it is that we’re almost weaned (and almost back to cupcakes!) and still sleeping through the night, but this parenting thing really does just keep getting better and better.

 

July 1, 2011

Just to See You Smile

There are a lot of things God created that I don’t fully understand.  Pregnancy.  Childbirth.  Why ducks can walk, fly, and swim, but I can only walk and swim.  (I realize humans have souls, greater mental capacities, and opposable thumbs, but flying would be cool.)

 

One thing I can grasp is the joy of a child’s laughter.  Senior year of college, my roommate and I had about a week in which we watched the same three laughing baby videos on YouTube every night before we went to sleep.  It’s a really good way to end a bad day, if you’ve had one.

 

Last night I was struck by Jacob’s laughter in a more profound way. As with the YouTube videos, it was bedtime—Jacob’s, not mine.  He was in the duckie bath and we were practicing our splashing together.  We were both giggling like goons, looking at the water mostly, but sometimes at each other.  It hit me that he may not be able to speak, and his cries may be translated into about 75,000 different messages, but his laughter has only one meaning.  Joy.  Fun.  Love.  He’s not old enough to understand any kind of sarcasm, so his humor is never at the expense of another.  It’s simple, pure happiness.  And it’s something we share together every single day.  What a blessing!

 

A while back, I read a line from a mom on some blog or forum or other that stuck with me.  She said that a mom’s one goal all day is to make sure her baby smiles.  That’s it.  If the baby smiles, all that’s important is complete. I’ve taken this to heart, especially on days that are tight with deadlines, apartment hunting, or a mountain of laundry that weighs more than I do.   My job is to keep him happy, healthy, and holy, and I pray every day that I can do that to the best of my ability.

His laughter lets me know I’m on the right track.

 

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