Can't quite believe that my baby is not a baby anymore.
But he takes every opportunity to remind me.
He is a social, vocal, ever-moving, sweet, rambunctious tease. He is slow to warm up to new people, but loves to laugh. Almost anyone can get him to laugh if they don't overdo it.
He seems to want to talk more than anything. Lately he's all jabber all the time.
We love it.
He's not afraid of anything, and he blows off most tumbles like water off a duck's back. And even the ones that make him cry only get a dozen tears or so. He's too busy to slow down and have good long cries. But he is good for a cuddle once he's the tiniest bit tired.
And I'm his favorite person. And for all the wrong reasons I love being his favorite person. It's a temporary state of affairs, so I guess I'll live it up while I can. Someday he'll be a "real" boy and cuddling with mom will be out of the question, then a few years later speaking to mom in a civil tone of voice will be a stretch too. Then someday (hopefully) he'll be too grown up to be called a boy and he'll decide it's ok to give me hugs again, but they will be different, grown-up type hugs, not cuddly baby hugs.
And his baby kisses are numbered too.
But they are oh so sweet while they last!
4 comments:
Oh, what a nice reminder, Em, that this stage doesn't last very long. You DO have a cute little baby boy. I always love the pic's you post on here. The convertible one is priceless! :) So adorable! It's not every day you get to see a pic of a baby loving his convertible ride.
I love the beach pictures.
I already find myself mourning that my 6.5 monther's not a baby anymore. I laughingly tell my dh that I want a new baby, but we both KNOW that's a distant event. Then again, B's having a very good day.
I'm tearing up reading your description of the journey from babyhood to manhood and the natural changes that occur in the mother/son relationship. What a precious love. I just hope someday I'm strong enough to not be an obnoxious mother-in-law when another woman loves my sweet boys. (By the way-- I still get GREAT snuggles from my four year old. The don't give up the snuggles for a long time. You still have many adoring years ahead of you.)
I miss the SHORE!
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