10 Months.

Oh boy... We're into double digits now. Two months. That's all that lies between my boy today and a big ONE year old! Honestly, I'm not ready. I've had some pretty tough nights, and more than a few challenging days, but one of the hardest parts of being a mommy has to be this. The way the first year passes by, it's unfair.

When I'm nursing Ethan, his legs hang off my lap now. When he's finished, he literally jumps up and wiggles out of my arms, anxious to get down and explore again. This is so different from those early days when he'd fall asleep in my arms and I'd happily give up the chance to get other things done just to hold his tiny body close to me. I knew I wouldn't regret doing that...

The thing is, I know how this works. I've cried over the crib of a newly turned one year old before, cursing time, while hoping I made the most of it. Watching Ethan grow over the past 10 months has been incredible. Yes, I could definitely cry looking back at last year's pictures, the ones of him as a newborn baby. Deep down, however, I know that this beautiful foundation is forming, and if I've learned anything over the past 4 years it's that the more you build upon it, the more beautiful it all becomes.


Ethan Reid, I'm blessed to be your mother. I am celebrating today everything about you and looking forward to watching you become the little man you're meant to be.

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