My Baby is 12!!!!

It is hard to believe that it has been twelve years. Tim is and always has been my independent child. He has always done things in his own way and in his own time. Although he was considered full-term when he born, he was a preemie. His lungs were not fully developed. After he was born he was immediately taken to the nursery and put on oxygen. At 8 hours old they air-evaced him to the NICU, where he spent 8 days. At 6lbs 12ozs he was the biggest baby in the NICU. As soon as he was removed from the ventilator he began to make his demands known, he wanted to be held all the time, the nurses would take turns holding him as they did their paperwork. When he came home from the hospital he still insisted on being held all the time. I had heard of attachment parenting, but never thought much about it, until he insisted.

The truth is he still likes to be held on occassion. He is such a funny kid, and can be so sweet. He senses the moods of those around him, when others in the family are upset, he gets upset. But, he can be so much fun to have around. He has a quick wit and laughs easily. He can also be quite the philosopher, discussing the meaning of life and the possibilities of the universe. He can express quite an attitude at times and enjoys pointing out the inconsistencies, injustice and unnecessary aspects of life (and especially school). He is not one to follow the crowd, but finds his own interests and hobbies. He loves music and has great rhythm, he has shown some ability on the guitar and bass guitar (he would be a great drummer, but I'm not sure I could stand to have a drum set in the house). He has done amazing claymation, and has recently begun making domino designs. He really is an amazing kid and I look forward to witnessing his progress throughout adolescents and into adulthood, I can imagine a million possibilities for his future, and I am excited to see how and what he chooses to do with his life.