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|30-4-2009 - Growing up is hard...on mommy.
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Hello, my dear sweet boy. You are 10 ½ months old now. Today is actually Grace’s birthday; she has turned six. It makes my heart hurt to think of how fast these years have gone and that before I can even blink, you will be there soon. You are the sweetest little man and my heart seriously expands just thinking about you. I have tears welling up in my eyes for no other reason that I wish I could bottle up each moment with you, so I never forget.
That is my biggest fear… that I will forget all of these special, precious moments. How good you smell, your toothless grin (well in the center anyway), your plump little body that holds on so tight. The way your face lights up when I walk in the room and you vigorously army crawl across the room to reach me.
I am already missing the things that you currently do even though you are still doing them, because I know I will forget. I need to remember to live in the moment, absorb everything. I write about this frequently with you, but still I am afraid. You are my last baby and with that, these are the last times I will be this intimate with a baby. Of course my friends will have babies, family will bring over their children to share, perhaps you one day will have kids of your own. But, you are mine and you are the last. There is nothing in this world more indescribable as being a mother.
So, since I should be focusing on what you are doing now, instead of feeling the loss of what I will be missing soon, let me share. At your last Dr.’s appointment, you weighed 21 lbs and some odd ounces. You are a very content soul. You watch, listen, and enjoy. You are getting busier and more active; however you are still able to just take in the scene. This is how you are different from you brother and sister. I am sure that at some point soon, you will be racing to join them, but for now you enjoy watching. You are not a picky eater; you just eat what you are served. Some of the things I notice that you devour are grated cheese, bananas, and macaroni. We try all different types of foods and I can honestly say that I don’t remember you pushing anything away. I started weaning you from breastfeeding in earnest about three weeks ago. Up until a couple days ago, I was still feeding you at least once or twice a day, however yesterday I didn’t feed you at all. You don’t seem to even notice. I think that is the way it should be too.
You are still doing an army crawl, but do get up on your knees as you approach an object that you want to pull up to. You can climb the stairs like a pro. You do not really say many words yet, although you have experimented at some point with mamma and dada. You know how to wave bye-bye and bark like a dog. You are infatuated with Ellie and Oliver and make every attempt to crawl over to them or to the window to watch them in the yard. You are a grunter! Every movement you make is accentuated with a grunt, whether it be crawling or pulling up or grabbing at toys. Always grunting…so much effort!
So, now I am smiling. I can’t wait to get home and watch and enjoy all the things I just described. My little man…for a few more years…you are all mine.
I love you!
6 Comments on Growing up is hard...on mommy.Rachel918
- Saturday, 13 Jun You always find a way to put a smile on my face and a tear in my eye lol!!! This is just so sweet, I love how you write these things. You are seriously the best mom any child could ask for. I hope to be even 10% off the 120% you give to your children each and every day. nmck
- Friday, 1 May That is a very sweet letter! I want to remember all of these things mine is doing right now too. It was nice for you to get everyone started on that this morning! happymommee2kj
- Friday, 1 May That brought tears to my eyes. If we could just pause or slow down life to keep those moments a little longer. thebigtomato
- Friday, 1 May That made me cry. I was just thinking yesterday how we record all the firsts, but we don't record those simple moments that make them unique. I wish I could record every moment. Just silly things like Darwin wrestling around on the couch next to me and then suddenly leaning back with his face so close to mine and smiling at me. I wish I could record moments like that. It's all going so fast and who knows if I will experience any of this again? So I'm trying to cherish every moment as if he is my first and last just in case.
I can't believe Carter is pretty much weaned! You made your goal of 10 months and I'm really proud of you because I know how difficult it was for you! I admire your determination! Amanda-is-Rebekahs-Mommy
- Thursday, 30 Apr I agree, growing up is hard on mommy! I'm glad I'm not yet to my last baby, but it is still bittersweet, it's great to see them doing new things and cheer them on, gives you such a feeling of pride, but each new thing they do moves them further away from that precious little bundle of baby that you get to hold in your arms, and closer to the independent child they will be. I miss Bekah being a little baby who wanted nothing more than to be held and cuddled by mommy, but I LOVE that she sees me when I get home and crawls over as fast as she can so that I'll pick her up and love on her! She cries when I don't come see her immediately or pick her up as soon as she asks for it when I've been gone, I love that she wants me that badly! I know that too will come to an end one day. I don't look forward to it at all! This was so sweet, and I was also in tears when I read it. I think I need to write something like this for Bekah for when she's older. You should definitely take this and any other letter you wrote to him and put them in a book for when he's older. He may not appreciate it as soon as your daughter would (us girls tend to be more sentimental), but he definitely will when he starts having kids, and he'll cherish them when you're gone. colombianmama
- Thursday, 30 Apr That was so sweet, I was on tears. I didn't believed it when people told me they grow up so fast, but it's true. It's a bittersweet feeling!