So Close, Yet So Far.

My little boy is growing up. I can't stop him.

On second thought, do I want him to stop growing? No. It is just hard to imagine that almost a year ago I was imagining how he would look in his crib, deciding what outfit we should bring him home from the hospital in, and hoping that he had blue eyes just like his Daddy. I think at this point all I can do is brave the 6:12 wake up calls and be thankful that I am a stay at home Momma.

(Break time to do the "Hot Dog" dance from Mickey Mouse Clubhouse with DJ)
(Another break time because he cried when I put him down)
(One more break to put him in bed, since he started pulling on his ear)

Anyway, DJ has been super fussy lately. I have a feeling it is connected to him taking his first step yesterday! He was very fussy before he learned how to crawl, as well. DJ didn't even notice he took a step, and I am pretty sure it was on accident. He was cruising along on the couch and let go for a step, then grabbed back on. That still counts, right? ;)

I am excited to help DJ become even more mobile. But at the same time, I do not want to force him into anything his body, or mind, is not ready for. I don't think the age he starts walking has any reflection on me as a parent. Every Momma wants to brag and tell the world when their child learns a new skill, but feeling superior to another parent because your child mastered a skill earlier than theirs is silly. As a group, we Mommas should support one another, not turn parenthood into a contest.

On the bright side, DJ's early mornings have resulted in morning naps again. I am so thankful for the quiet time to sip my coffee, blog, and shower. Days don't feel right until I have had time to let the steam and hot water clear my mind and soothe my body. With all of the post baby/going on birth control/going off birth control hormones wreaking havoc on my body, I have found that I really need to take the time to focus on myself for a bit each day. That could be one of the most important lessons being a Mom has taught me.

Well, it might be a tie between that and always keep your mouth closed when you are lifting the baby above your head.