heart- and soul-less
The kid is 18-months-old tomorrow. I am flabbergasted. The last six months flew by like Christmas morning for a 10-year-old. While the first year was more like that 8am Biology course I took the first semester of my freshman year at college. Whoever believed I would be able to wake-up at that ungodly hour and use my brain was an insane person!
We have some very good friends with children turning 1 this week. Both of the mommas seem to be just a bit sad about their little people turning into toddlers and leaving babydom behind. I had to go back to older posts to see if maybe I just don’t remember it, that I too shared the feeling of sadness of H no longer being a baby – but, no – I didn’t. Because I’m heart- and soul-less. (There has to be a derby name in there somewhere!)
Looking back at a one-year-old Harrison I am reminded of some really rather cute moments and how far we’ve come, but, I love love love watching him grow up, learn to do things, start to form opinions and desires. And because of that I can’t look back and wish he was still a baby because he’s just too much fun now!
Happy year-and-a-half Birthday Bunk!
Listening: Lightning Dust
i was like you with owen, but with dylan, because i know he’s our last baby i definitely have those moments where i miss the baby. which i think is also why having baby number two is so much easier because whatever issues you might be having you know that it’ll pass.
ahh yes… i agree that i think i would relish a bit more of the baby-cuteness with a second kid and be less eager to see him or her grow up… i guess with the second it’s just so exciting to see what’s coming next!
Happy 1.5 Birthday! You’ve come a long way, kid.
Happy 18 month birthday beautiful boy. Can’t wait to see you. Love, Grandma and Grandpa