That and the fact that we are officially leaving baby-hood behind this fall. With K turning 3, he is officially a "pre-schooler". No longer a baby, no longer a toddler even. I wanted him to stay a baby forever. I am loving this age too, its just not quite the same somehow. He is getting big and strong and even more confident by the day, which is good and bad. Poor baby is still quite clumsy.
D at a year old |
Heres the kicker though, they are also both looking more grown up. In the last month even, their features are growing more mature. D is taking on the long, lean physique and K is finally starting to get some height on him (not just chunk). Their faces are slimming down and D is growing big man feet.
Time needs to slow down and let this mama catch up. Parenthood has always been a crazy rollercoaster for me as a parent. A "hurry up and walk" then "slow down, I can't catch you" type of ride. Now that its settling in though, I want it to gear back up.
Of course, there will still be those hills and valleys but I guess we are just getting to the point where they are more gently rolling that violently tumbling kinds of hills.
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