At the end, we didn't have another birthday party. He was going to have only one first birthday and I decided to make the most of it. Since I couldn't change the situation, I changed my perception. I decided to be more positive and celebratory and happy. And we were. He was tired, sick but happy.
His grandparents (and tati) came to celebrate this special day with him all the way from France and Turkey. We cooked, we ate, we had champagne, and a nice cake...he ate with us, then slept then came back and played with everyone. It was a nice day at the end.
He grows up really fast. First of all, now that he has 4 teeth (he has very spaced upper middle teeth, too much breastfeeding?) , he decided to finally put things in his mouth. Like a good Belgian, he started with french fries and could not get enough. Now he very proudly eats bread every morning by himself :)
He is very communicative and started saying a couple of words now, ga-du (armenian word for cat when he sees a cat, bird, dog, well basically all animals), de-de (grandpa). Very impressively but not surprisingly he announces his poop (ca-ca). So then I have to take him to the bathroom and put him in front of a mirror so that he sees himself poop. Now when we are at home, it's OK and I'm happy to do it. But when we are outside as you can imagine it is challenging to find a mirror and hold him up.
Since he heard my parents call my name, he decided to call me with my name. Now when I leave him by himself he calls Da-Da..or De-Da, and sometimes Ne-Da. Great!
We are unsure how much English he understands but the other day Claude told me in English "I'm gonna go" and he started waving bye-bye. But most probably it was just a coincidence, maybe he associates that time of the day with his dad leaving, don't know.
He is a joker. He pretends to throw up and laughs hysterically at my reaction.
I kind of find a babysitter for him. She is going to start mid-May once a week. We will try for a month and see how it'll go. Then I think as of September, we will quit the daycare (we need to give 3-month notice).
I can't believe how big he is getting. He really looks like a little boy. But in my head, he is still my bébé.


