Terrified

I'm going to be completely honest...I am terrified of the next 18 months.

Caleb was a really good baby. Sure, he was high maintenance and required attention, but in a lot of ways he was super easy. He very rarely put anything into his mouth. He didn't throw major fits (until recently!) and never climbed on things. Baby-proofing wasn't a real issue because he didn't bother anything really. He's a rule follower, so if you tell him not to bother something and explain why, he'll obey. To this day he still isn't getting out of his bed because we told him he couldn't. Early on I was able to put on a show for him and trust that when I told him to stay on the couch while I took a shower, he would. In those ways, he is a really, really good boy.

Meet Luke. Luke is very laid back and rarely cries, which has made him low maintenance so far. He is usually happy and smiling, and is a great sleeper. But this child is no rule follower. And this child has a temper. The previous picture shows what happens when you take something away from Luke. He screams. And turns red. And does his very best to get it back. (The train remote control.) This fit lasted until something else took his attention. The following picture shows why my glass table will not be clean for years to come. He takes his food and mashes it into the table. I try to scoot him away, and even then he reaches so far to get his sticky fingers on the glass.
I have a few predictions...I won't be able to take showers while Luke sits still on the couch and watches a show. I won't be able to clean my kitchen while he plays with his toys in the living room. I will probably find him on our kitchen counter, dining room table, bathroom vanity, or maybe even his dresser. I might see him attempting to climb out of his crib on the monitor. I won't be able to turn my head for a second.

Because my boys have been relatively easy newborns, and by that I mean they both slept really well, I don't feel like I have had a scary transition with either of them. I haven't felt totally overwhelmed for days at a time, and our "bad" days have been quickly replaced with awesome ones. I have felt confident in my job as their Mom, waking up each day knowing that I'd be able to handle all that was about to come. That is, until now...

He's on the move, and I am terrified. Seriously, I am more anxious now than either of the days that I brought them home from the hospital. Luke's on the move, and he isn't slowing down. Caleb has Legos, snap blocks, Hot Wheels, train cars with tiny wheels, and Tinker Toys, all of which would be terrible for Luke to get his hands on. How do you baby-proof when you have a three year old. Did I mention I am terrified? I've got to put the song "You're Going to Miss This," on repeat so I don't wish this time away.