23 Months Old

Yesterday, P turned 23 months old! One month until the terrible two's, eeep! Although I feel like he's been transitioning to his terrible two's as early as last month. We went abroad for around two weeks sans yaya thus we were together 24/7. The good thing about the trip was that he was without a TV for a long time and he became more talkative and yakked gibberish all the time. The bad thing is that we discovered he can now throw tantrums, throw things when he's on a tantrum and even hit people! So far, he has hit me and the yayas and it's been a struggle to control my temper. Admittedly, I've yelled at him a couple of times and he cries and then we make up. He has not hit his Daddy as it seems like he is more afraid of him.

He had the time of his life during our trip as he had more space to run around in. He has taken to singing “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star” all the time, with the tune and some discernible words. He also sings the alphabet song and “The Wheels on the Bus”.

Last week, after much insisting from my mother, I started teaching him to eat using utensils. I have been putting off this task because the thought of the mess alone is stressing me out. But we have two househelpers right now who are sisters, might as well take advantage of the plenty of manpower. So, when he was spoonfed, he is a voracious eater. We call him “Boy Buffet”. But when we introduced the spoon and fork to him, he has used them to play with his food. So much so that after a few minutes, I tell the ate to spoon-feed him already. I figured the utensils are still a novelty? Ay, caramba! One week-end or holiday I will sit with him and we won't get up until he starts and finishes eating by himself.

Also, I am still breastfeeding him at night because he still demands for it. He is so heavy though and likes to nurse while on top of me so, poor mommy. I plan to wean him after he turns two. Yikes. And then maybe potty-training time? Double yikes.