The other night Justin was working late, so I was flying solo for the evening. I put Luke to bed, and as I closed the door to his bedroom I turned to David and said, “Do you want to go swim with mama?!”
“no. . . . YES I WANT TO FWIM!” he replied. These days pretty much any question is met with “no” first and then he realizes that it is, in fact, something he does want to do. We’ve learned just to give him about 10 seconds to process and then he’ll jump on board.
Usually we follow the same routine for bedtime. It’s baths, some playtime in the playroom, then Luke goes to bed. Once Luke is down, David gets to stay up for about 30-45 more minutes, and then either Justin and I will read to him and he’ll go to bed. So typically, once I step out of Luke’s room, David knows what is coming next. It was fun to surprise him with a different idea this evening.
So, we got in our suits and swim diapers, well–just one of us wore the swim diaper, and jumped in the pool. The baby monitor works on our deck, so I could listen for Luke in case he needed anything, but once Luke is in bed with his blanket, called “nigh-nigh”, he’s usually down for the count.
It was really fun, and I so enjoyed getting to do something with just him. David wears a floaty, like this, and he’s confident swimming all over the pool.
When I see my friends’ babies who are about 14 months old, and imagine Luke entering our family when David was just that old, it’s really blows my mind. I love their age gap, it is totally and completely worth the intense moments that can happen in that first year or so. So much of my time as a mom, in fact all of it save about 5 months, has been with either 1 child plus pregnant with the other, or two kids.
It’s sweet to spend some quality time with each of them, and I’m so glad I kept David up later than usual that evening for a “late” night swim.