Top 5 Mom Moments

I was recently asked what my favorite part was about being a mom. That is a very hard question to answer. Harder than I would have thought. How do you decide what is the best part of the most rewarding experience of your life? I'm can't pick one, singular moment, so I decided to make a list of my top 5, although they aren't in any particular order. Enjoy!

1. Unprovoked affection. I love the moments when Connor comes up to me, on his own, and gives me a kiss, or hug, or when we're napping together and he rolls over, takes his pacifier out, kisses me, and rolls back to sleep. The times when he offers affection freely and of his own accord.

2. Problem solving.  Watching Connor (literally and metaphorically) back himself into a corner and then see him work his way out of it is so impressive and amazing. He loves to do things, adventure and explore, to the point that it often makes me nervous, but he usually does so carefully and he learns so much about himself, his abilities, and how things work. It's fantastic to watch. Seriously. 

3. Human interaction. Connor loves everyone. He sits and waves to every person he sees, yells hi and bye (regardless of if the person he's talking to is even aware that he's talking to them). He loves greeting people, until they notice him. Then he gets super shy, hides his face and gives them sidelong glances. Funniest thing ever. He loves people, as long as they don't respond. Silly boy.

4. Bonding with Dad.  I cannot express how much I love just sitting back and watching Connor play with his dad. Tackling, climbing, jumping, throwing (all those rough boy activities). He loves his daddy so much and it's beyond clear that his daddy loves him just as much. They are so freaking cute together. I could watch them all day. 

5. Learning to communicate. He's only a year and a half (20 months to be specific), but he's ability to communicate what he wants and needs amazes me. He's not great with words, although he is improving everyday. He works very hard to get his point across, pointing, pulling you to where he wants to be, and he has no problem repeating himself a hundred times until you understand. He's finally figuring out the proper time to say "no" to things. For several months, he would say no to anything, but then freak out if you didn't give him something.
EX: Me: Do you want some juice?
C: No
Me: *put juice away*
C: *freaks the f*ck out*
Communication is key, kiddo.

I can't wait to see what new Mom Moments I will fall in love with once his brother arrives. (That's right, I said brother.)