Ariff Is One

turning one is a big event for a baby, sometimes even more so for the parents. i was majorly excited when amir and asyraf turned one. but to see ariff turning one, i'm not sure whether i'm happy or sad. happy...happy because it is a big milestone; to see his developments and to see what he can do. sad because...he's been such an easy baby, a joy to look after that part of me dont want to see him become a toddler.

in ariff, i see myself. not in terms of looks (although some say he's a mini me) and personality (we are as different as the sun and moon) but i just see me when i look at him. may its because he's such a quiet baby, he would just lie down and respond when we talk to him, that its easy to look into his eyes. for asyraf, he would just be crying that his eyes were never visible.

ariff seldom fall sick, which is an extra blessing as i dont know how we would handle 2 screaming babies. of course when ariff do fall sick, its a different story altogether. alhamdulillah it doesnt happen that often and its not the 'asyraf' level just yet.

true to his name, ariff is astonishingly smart. he knows to differentiate daddy and mummy, and would call out "daaa..." whenever hubby passes by and "mamamama..." whenever he sees me. he's slowly calling "baaaa..." to asyraf as well. during raya he also called out "tok..." to tssc. he knows to say "naaaa" (minus the k) when he wants a cookie. feeding him rice is a joy because he would eat till there's nothing left in the bowl, with each spoon, he would say "aummmm..."

ariff loves making people laugh. when he realises something he does makes someone laugh, he would repeat it again and again. he also loves to laugh. ariff has the bubbliest laugh and when he laughs out loud, his sepet eyes become almost invincible. he enjoys communicating and laughing with amir.

ariff doesnt drink much milk - kind of like amir. i've never seen him finish more than 6oz at one time. he only drinks 3 times a day, 4 at most although that is very rare. he was that way since he was born. he slept through the night on his first day, giving me the opportunity to get enough rest. he then slept throughout the second day and hubby was able to run errands while, again, i recuperated. he's even slept through his bathtime on many occasions. he doesnt need night feeding for as long as i can remember.

now that he's almost one, we're just waiting for him to take his first step. he's done a lot of things before schedule - eating, sitting up, rolling over, crawl, stand - but when it comes to walking, he's not as fast. we noticed he's a bit lazy...he loves it when people walk with him, holding his hand, but he would quickly go back down on all fours when we let go. scared...no he's not...he's just lazy. sigh...

putting aside that small matter, he's wonderful (i know all mothers would say that about their children) but he just is. he's a God-send, a treasure. he's my little busuk hitam gomok.