Aryan has turned ONE. He is such a vibrant active baby. Looking at him makes me wonder if this is the same little baby who had fragile little fingers and tiny little feet. He grew up so fast and learnt so many things in this past year. It seems like yesterday he was a tiny little baby swaddled in his crib and today he is running around the house with big toys in his hand and making all these sounds. It is so difficult to keep up with him now.
Aryan had started walking when he turned eleven months but then he preferred crawling over walking since he didnot have good balance and was slow as he kept falling too much. But now that he has practiced a lot and so he is walking all the time. He stands tall and can reach stuff on the edges of the table.
So now he has more places to explore and yes destoy. We have to watch him all the time since somehow he finds stuff to do that is "too exciting" for him. Like turning the gas stove on and off, climbing the sofa back rest to reach the top half wall on the stairs, climbing on the dining chair, leaning too far while sitting on the sofa, emptying the humidifier water on the floor, pulling the refrigerator power cord from the back of the regrigerator, taking wire plugs out of anything that is plugged in, taking the power outlet covers off and then insert stuff in the power outlets, opening the kitchen cabinets and pull the stuff outside and then go and sit inside the cabinets, go inside the pantry and pull all the stuff down, pushing big cooker all around the house, pour mugs of water out of the bath tub on to the floor, tear small pieces of toilet roll and spread them across the bathroom and bedroom, put hands in the toilet bowl, turn the TV on and off, put hand inside the VCR slot, take batteries out of the toys, hide the remotes under the sofa, scatter his neatly folded clothes, take his clothes out of the dresser drawer and spread then across the bedroom floor, overturn the garbage can, put toys in the diaper disposal, cling to my legs like monkey when I am trying to walk. There are so many other things he does that makes us smile and wonder where he got that idea. Well, he also does some good things like he likes the broom and whenever he gets chance, he starts to clean the floor. He also picks old food particles from the floor and eats it, thinking that he is actually helping us clean the floor. I guess that is another reason he gets diarrhea often.
We celebrated Aryan's first birthday in the weekend. Aryan clung to Kushal and buried his face in Kushal's chest for the better half of the party. Aryan has this strong stranger anxiety and he was feeling very overwhenlmed by the number of people in the house. Aryan does not go to anybody except us and his dada. Slowly during the course of the party he opened up and started playing with his toys but never interacted with anybody except us. His party was good, we had lots of food and ate the leftovers for 3 days. His photos have been uploaded. Aryan wore his sherwani and looked very cute. I loved the photo where Kushal and Aryan are standing together. It seems like Aryan looks a lot like his papa.
We take Aryan to gymboree where he can play with other kids and interact with other people. Also we took him to the library's children section where he imediately went to the small play kitchen area and started playing with the small utensils.
Aryan now recognizes his doctor and starts crying at the first site of his doctor. Aryan also got his first year vaccinations and cried a lot, but he was fine right after the doctor left. Aryan also got his blood test done last weekend. Some of the drawbacks of turning one!!
Well, it was fun watching Aryan grow through his first year. We had help from so many people in this first year. Aryan's dada and dadi took care of him the first six months, then Kushal's masi came and took care of Aryan and now Aryan's dada and great grandma are here to take care of him. I think Aryan is very lucky to have such a great family support.
That's all for now.Will try updating the blog regularly.
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