Monday, January 5, 2009

Right Before My Very Eyes

P.S. Please ignore my filthy child, I try to be perfect, but it does not always happen, sorry.
My baby is growing and changing right before my very eyes.
Somehow he looks the same every morning as he did when I put him to bed the night before.
So when has he done all this growing and changing?
Right before my very eyes.
I'm here all the time yet somehow I feel like I'm missing it.
I need to be able to do nothing but sit and play with him all day long, Like I did when Doodle was little. Now there are other silly distractions like 3 other kids, schooling that needs done, laundry and dishes for 6 people, 3 meals a day, you get the idea.
I just wish it could all slow down so I could sit and just stare at my baby. I want to memorize how he is right now, so even when he's grown I can still remember his cute grins and wavy hair and funny teeth.
Speaking of teeth he has molars.
Bring on the steak, baby!
His top 2 molars are half way through.
And guess what else? He is walking.
My baby walks.
Sort of.
He more lumbers around in the zombie stance than walks.
And so far his record is 13 steps without falling. He took his first official step on his Birthday.
It was the typical reach and step for the wanted item, then fall to the ground in a dazed and confused state, totally unaware of what he was doing. Once he stepped he tried to figure out what had just happened, what all the clapping and kissing and celebrating was for. He knew he had done it, but had no clue what it was or how to do it again.
A few days later he tried again.
Crash and burn.
Then Mr Bird and I stood him between us and sent him back and forth between the two of us. He thought that was the best game ever. He could still only eek out two steps though.
The next few days were filled with sheer determination. He knew he could do it and he was not afraid to try. We were playing in the basement and I saw him standing next to the couch and then purposely let go, turn and walk 3 steps all on his own. He did that twice that day. Now he does it all the time and can walk from one side of the basement room to the other all on his own. He loves it.
Doodle loves it.
She gets so excited to see her baby growing up.
Me? I just want to keep him a baby forever.

3 comments:

The Lazy Organizer said...

That's so wonderful and sad!!! Now that he's all grown up and moving off to college I guess it's time to have another one!

Julie said...

I keep telling myself that I need to enjoy every minutes with my little ones because they won't be little for long.

princessmomma said...

He is absolutely adorable! I feel like I missed more with my first than I did my second. The first was content to just sit and play on her own, so I was able to occupy my time with things that didn't involve her. The second needed a lot more mommy time, so I was always finding ways to work around her and spent a lot of time with her. Now I'm afraid of how I will possibly keep up with 3.