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Three days ago, my baby took his first steps. We were all thrilled. And, so was he. He was just on the floor playing with us, as usual, and decided to let go, and start walking. Of course, he only took a couple of steps and then fell down. But, he wanted to do it over and over again as we squealed with delight. My four-year-old said, “I’m so proud of him!”
Moments like these are what make having a baby magical. When they are first born, and you are suffering from lack of sleep, and a bewilderment with being a first time mom, it is hard to grasp how quickly time goes by. It seems like I was writing my first post after having my sweet baby just yesterday, but now he is almost 15 months old.
Today we took a trip to the library, and he was all over the place. I loved watching him listen to the storytellers and try to imitate the moves of the older kids around us. I couldn’t help but feel that he was so big and time was escaping me. Then, later today I ran into three different people that I hadn’t seen in a while. They were all telling me how grown up my baby was, and that he just was just looking like a big kid now, and no longer a baby.
And, I can’t help but agree with them. But, a part of me yearns for that little tiny baby again. But, I know that he is my last, and so the end of the baby stage has happened in our house. Now we have a toddler! And, not just a toddler, but two big kids, too. So, life is changing around here. You want so much for time to speed up, and when it does, you just wish that it could slow down a little more. Life is precious. Snuggle your baby tight, because before you know it, he will be squealing and toddling away from you, delighted with his newfound independence.