But I swear something has been different in the past week. I keep looking at my son and having to do double-takes. Who is this big (almost) toddler who is crawling like a speeding bullet through the house and standing up holding onto my legs saying, "Mama, baba" (Momma, bottle)--surely not that little tiny seven pound angel that I held in my arms nine months ago!?
I have been really nostalgic of late because of how quickly my son is developing. I was reading a book to him yesterday, and I said "Bird--tweet, tweet, tweet," and he immediately said, "Tee, tee, tee." And what blew my mind was that I kept reading to him--I was surprised that I wasn't surprised. :)
I had a friend ask me several months ago if I could picture him as a two or three year old, and I know I must have looked at her like she was crazy. But I see it now! I can see him running around the house, skinning his knees, getting into all kinds of trouble (he already is!), and using complete sentences. I never thought I'd be here--but I'm here.
I saw a teeny tiny baby the other day, and for the first time I didn't think "Oh, that poor mother--getting no sleep, trying to figure out life, juggling a bajillion things." Instead, I thought how much I missed having a little one. My sweet tiny isn't so tiny anymore. He is growing up (not out, though--Lord I have the skinniest child on planet Earth), and it is making me sad. I'm treasuring these sweet moments when he's really absorbing the world and learning new things every day. He knows when to clap, when to pat the ground, he knows how to say Mama, Dada, Hey, Hi, he asks "mo" or "mo po" for "more" or "more please," he's learning to pick up his food and use a sippy cup, he's pulling up and walking while holding onto things. I never thought we'd be here! But we're here! And, I can't wait to see what's next. :) Without a doubt, best nine months of my life!
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