Growing Boy

It seems like just yesterday that I was bringing my baby boy home. I was tired and overwhelmed. I could only nurse in one position and my back ached. I had no daily plans and the days seemed endless as they slid on into the other. I constantly wondered when I would become a nursing Jedi. When my baby would sleep through the night and let me rest. When my baby would be fun to take out on day trips and errands.

Now that this day is finally here I find myself longing for the simple days of a newborn. The time when he was so tiny I was afraid I might hurt him. He slept for 20 hours out of the day and I should have taken advantage of that. I should have cherished every moment. drunk in his smallness and helplessness.

Now he can take care of himself, to an extent, he sees something he wants he goes after it. He wants that toy in his mouth he makes it happen. He wants to be by daddy he moves his little butt over there.

I now realize that time really does move quickly. Now that he has entered my life time seems to be like those commercials on DVR. I know that they are there because I fast forward them but for the life of me I couldn't tell you what they were advertising.

My baby boy is growing up and there isn't a thing I can do about it. All Hubby and I can do as parents is try our best, hope and pray that we did a good job. I am trying to keep up with baby boy but he just grows way too fast for me to keep up.

Adios dear readers. Tomorrow I will write about sippy cups.