Intro: Gemma. Author: Chaunie Brusie Whattoexpect.com
It maybe hormones, the broken nights sleep or the new Micheal Buble video (have you seen it? Have the tissues at the ready) but I am feeling slightly emotional about how fast time is going. She will soon be turning 18months old and I can honestly say this is my absolute favourite time with her! I have a feeling this will be short lived as she becomes more wilful but right now she is so excited by the world, by her new found walking, the grasping of new words and her parents. Shes becoming independent but still loves to come back for a cuddle. Shes changing everyday and it’s wonderful to see. I need to freeze time for a little while in this current phase we are in so I can lap it all up!
I found this blog post on What to Expect and it just sums up my emmotions right now that I just had to share…. (Click read more on the bottom link to head to the full blog.)
Seems to happen overnight, doesn’t it?
Like one day, you are cuddling your baby close and rocking her to sleep in the soft darkness of your bedroom and then the next morning when she wakes up, she has suddenly gone from a curious, dimpled baby to a full-fledged teenager?
OK, maybe teenage is a bit of an exaggeration, but still. I look at my youngest daughter, the baby of the family, the one who has been attached to me since birth, never more than an arm’s reach away, and I can’t believe the transformation that I am seeing. The one I’ve carried in an arm that has grown startlingly strong, the one always strapped in a baby carrier on my chest, the one who always just wanted to be bundled up close to her mom.
And just between us, I loved every minute of it. I soaked it all up, her arms wrapped tight around me, the smell of her baby breath, the delicious weight of her chubby limbs pressed against me, the way that whenever she’s feeling upset or sad or tired or even just wants to say, “Hi, Mom,” she leans her head on my cheek and rests it there for a moment. She simply wanted to be near me.
This wasn’t my first rodeo, and as maddening as the days were when I just wanted to accomplish one task with both hands, I had finally learned the lesson that every last person in the store, on the Internet, and in my family had tried to impart in me over and over and over again.
“Enjoy it while you can, because it just goes so fast.”
Do you recognize them? These words echoed in my head and heart this time around, and I fully let them guide my life. Every chance I had to rock her an extra minute, every time she reached up open arms to me for a hug I welcomed her, every opportunity to sneak a kiss on those chubby cheeks, I took it.
I’ve abandoned the intense need to do everything “right” and “perfect” that I had with my firstborn because now I know how fast it all goes by. I have burned dinners and gone makeup free and missed more than one phone call. Heck, even in this morning, when I saw my daughter toddle into my office to get a hug from her mama, I took a break from work even though the babysitter was in the other room.
After three other children, I know how precious that babyhood is. But now, it seems my baby is vanishing right before my very eyes.
Slowly, almost without my noticing, squishy baby hands are replaced by thin fingers that can interlock with mine. Slowly, fat little baby toes are transforming into the pitter-patter of toddler feet, never far from destroying something in my house. (It actually pains me to see how much her little baby feet look like her big sister’s when I put on her shoes each morning.) READ MORE
Original Blog by Chaunie Brusie for www.whattoexpect.com