I can't believe how fast the first year went. Sure, when I was waking up every three hours to feed Dean those first few weeks, his first birthday was far from my mind. I was only looking forward to my next 4 hour stretch of sleep! Wait, sleep wasn't actually the ONLY thing I needed. I was also chowing on anything I could get my hands on. I have never been so hungry in all my life! Can I get an "Uh Huh" from any other breast-feeding moms?! Anyway...
I can't help but think back on Dean's first year and wonder if I missed something. It is so strange to realize suddenly that he is no longer making that cute sound that we loved or that his pitiful "slither" crawl has been forgotten. Did I cherish each moment with him? Will I remember what he was like as an infant? Did I take enough pictures? Will I ever get those pictures off of my computer and into an album? Honestly, I think I DID cherish each moment, but I laugh at how I have already forgotten so much! Life moves so fast. Seeing pictures of him as a newborn is like looking at a stranger. I really don't remember him being so small or so helpless.
I am really not sad about him growing up because each stage better than the last. Right now I love that he can semi feed himself. I love that he says mama and dada (not really for us, but he is close!). I love that he can get around and entertain himself (never mind that "entertainment" includes crawling up the stairs or poking his fingers into the fire place!). "Right now" is the best time! And it is how I am called to live life... not dwelling on how things used to be and not worrying about what will happen in the future, but just living each day.
I can't help but think back on Dean's first year and wonder if I missed something. It is so strange to realize suddenly that he is no longer making that cute sound that we loved or that his pitiful "slither" crawl has been forgotten. Did I cherish each moment with him? Will I remember what he was like as an infant? Did I take enough pictures? Will I ever get those pictures off of my computer and into an album? Honestly, I think I DID cherish each moment, but I laugh at how I have already forgotten so much! Life moves so fast. Seeing pictures of him as a newborn is like looking at a stranger. I really don't remember him being so small or so helpless.
I am really not sad about him growing up because each stage better than the last. Right now I love that he can semi feed himself. I love that he says mama and dada (not really for us, but he is close!). I love that he can get around and entertain himself (never mind that "entertainment" includes crawling up the stairs or poking his fingers into the fire place!). "Right now" is the best time! And it is how I am called to live life... not dwelling on how things used to be and not worrying about what will happen in the future, but just living each day.
I does get better, as some skills are built upon and some are brand new, where others totally dissolve and we forget until we see another babe doing it.
You've done a great job Jess! Dean is such a wonderful kid!