I officially have a one year old! Her party went by really fast, all the work I
put into decorations and food over within an hour. Such is life.
It all goes by too quickly.
In the past two weeks since she has turned one, I have been
more emotional than any other time since being pregnant and giving birth. Summer has been walking for a month now and
she’s too big for me to rock her to sleep anymore. I haven’t been able to rock her for close to
two months now. She tries to fall asleep
with me holding her, but she’s too long and can’t get her legs comfortable and
can’t seem to find a place for her head that is not hitting my collar bone. So, I rock her while I feed her, brush her
teeth then down in the crib she goes.
Where she immediately lies down, cuddles her snoopy and goes to
sleep. She doesn’t need me to go to
sleep anymore. Every parents dream I
guess. But for me, that has been the
saddest and hardest part. I miss rocking
and cuddling her to sleep. I miss laying
my head against hers and smelling her hair and stroking her face. I miss having a baby-baby….
But she’s such a sweet and smart little girl. She picked up walking in less than 3 days and
is so independent. She doesn't like to
have any help, she doesn't like to hold our hand, she wants to do everything all
by herself. Sounds like someone else I know all
too well….
I really wish I could slow down time, my days with her are
so precious and in one blink of time she’ll be two…. or maybe twenty two.
Time to have a new one?
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