Little boys are just delicious!

Why, oh why didn't somebody tell me this ages ago? Could have saved a lot of drama in the car on the way home from my 20 week scan when I was pregnant with Xav.

I'd just found out that my baby was a boy, but I was so upset as I desperately wanted another little girl. I wanted Grace to have the sister that I never had - instead of being surrounded by "stinky" boys I wanted my own little clan of sweet girls. In my selfishness it was all about the gorgeous girl clothes that would remain at the bottom of Grace's wardrobe - boys clothes were so b.o.r.i.n.g!

It took me a few weeks to embrace the idea of having a little boy, I mean the deed was done there was no other option. Still I grieved the idea of my baby girl but slowly started to get nervous and excited about my baby boy.

Now, I couldn't think of anything better. Little boys are just so scrumptious, especially my little munchkin.

He is a perfect mix of softness and exuberance. I love nothing more than listening to his adoring voice as he calls out to me, "Mum-ma, Mum-ma", he yells as he scans the room looking for me. My heart fills when he runs up asking for a "cuggle" (he's latest adorable work for cuddle!!) and then wraps his soft, warm arms around me lovingly. He rests his head on my shoulder, tapping my back tenderly as we embrace.

His beautiful dark eyelashes that fall and flutter on to the most delicate, pale white skin. His perfect little cherry red lips as they kiss me lightly on the cheek or pucker up to give his beloved big sister a big slobbery wet one.

Ever since he weaned he has spent every night in his bed, but I crave the warm overnight cuddles with my youngest baby. He's been in a toddler bed for the last week and he's settled into it nicely, but the first few nights he woke up, which was perfect for me as he got to spend the rest of the night snuggled up to his Mummy. It was only a temporary arrangement though as he got comfortable sleeping in the big bed and hasn't woke since. It was a lovely reminder of his baby days though, where he spent most of the night curled under my arm.

I love, love, love this age though. Xav is so much fun and such a joy to be around. I treasure the rare moments that we get alone, it's not often enough. He loves being nestled on my knee and reading his favourite books or having chats whilst lazing around on our bed. He has a brilliant imagination and loves pretending to do so many things. He loves turning boxes into cars, playing shops with his big sister and cranking up the stereo and crazy dancing.

He is such a precious easy going little soul - something that I could never have imagined back in his first year. He wasn't the easiest baby but has grown into such a delightful toddler.

Will he ever understand how captivated I am with him? Will I ever be able to explain the love I have for him?

Xav, your my sweet little baby boy and I adore you.