Savoring

In less than a month's time my baby boy will be one and I feel like I won't be able to call him a baby anymore. It is truly crazy to think about. I know everyone says time flies- and it does. But there are blissful moments where it slows down for a while. I am hoping the next few weeks are one of those times as I savor the last few days with my 11-month old. After that, the months will all seem to cram together and it won't be about how many months old he is. It will be about calling him a one year old! Oh goodness! I know, some people still say, "Oh, he is 14 months old." But honestly, I know that drives some people crazy. Like once they get to a year, it just becomes socially acceptable preferable to just say, "Oh, he is a year old." That makes me a little sad.

My little boy is growing so fast. He is standing up on his own now and I know that walking is just a stone's throw into the future. I still remember when he hated tummy time and wanted to be held all the time. I love the moments where he will just sit and be in my lap and I refuse to think about the time when I will have to force him to do so.

I have loved watching his personality develop over the last few months. He is truly a ham. He loves to grin and make people laugh and smile. He is beginning to become curious about things around him by pointing and looking to me to tell him what it is. He is starting to interact more and more with the dogs. We are still working on learning to be sweet when we pet the dogs, luckily they are being pretty patient with that one!

He is just a little goofball and I love every minute of it! I have no doubts that he will continue to be an all-around lovable guy. I still cherish the rare moments on the weekend when he will let me rock him to sleep. They are becoming more and more rare.

Every time I got to give him his sippy cup, it is hard to know he doesn't need me to hold his bottle and burp him anymore. Just yesterday, he decided to sleep in and I had to get him out of bed to get him to his sitter so I could go to work. I fixed his milk and just decided he could drink it on the way in the car. While that is a wonderful convenience- I handed it to him and he just looked all too much like a big boy with his milk in his car seat that I almost started to cry.

By the way, this is an older picture from about a month ago so he is in a bigger car seat and it makes him look so much bigger than he even looks here! I have done my best to cherish each and every moment I have been given. With that, I find myself living in the moment so much that sometimes i forget how much he has grown and how much he has changed and learned. Not a little bitty baby anymore...on his way to being a toddler! :(

We don't even have this toy out anymore because once he started crawling around all over the place, he would try to pull up on it and end up wrapping himself up in it! So sad but wonderful to have the memories and know of the precious ones yet to come!