In a few days, my little guy will be a whole year old. I can't describe how I feel about it. I am blogging my feelings in pieces so that on his actual day, I can just post a wonderful "Happy Birthday!" picture and not feel so soggy. I am so happy, so proud of him... and so sad that his little tiny baby days are gone forever. I definitely wanted him to hurry up and grow those first 3, 4, 5, even 6 weeks... but honestly, really and truly, very soon after that I began to wish he wouldn't grow quite so fast. I loved watching him learn to do things... to pick up and move his own arm or leg at will. To roll over... both ways. To sit up. To blow bubbles. To coo. To smile, to laugh! To make intentional noises. To show different emotions. To fight diaper changes and nose wipes. To pull himself up to his feet. To walk behind his little car. To squeal with incomparable delight.
My little man.
He was especially clingy last night as I was putting him to bed. Sometimes he just wraps those little arms around my neck and squeezes, won't let go. I absolutely cannot resist this, and if only he could read, he would learn from this post that this is the surefire ticket out of a nap or bedtime! I just hugged him close, thrilled to my very being that this person, this little piece of me... didn't want to let me go. He tossed and turned his head from side to side on my shoulder, but he didn't loosen his grip.
I started to talk to him, to tell him how much I love him. I told him that I had fun with him while shopping. (That is a feat, I tell you - to shop, on December 20th, with a small child... and enjoy it!) I really do enjoy his company. He's my little buddy, my sunshine. I will forever remember the way he has changed my life, in a way that subsequent children simply cannot. It brings tears to my eyes to imagine him grown.
My little man.
I made the little shirt above for Ben to wear at his first birthday party... hope it's still cute with cake on the front! :)
5 comments:
I almost cried, and I love how you describe yourself as soggy. I have loved hearing you write about being a mother over the last year, you just absolutely love it and it shows! Have fun the next few days and take lots of pictures
hey bethy. on ben's first birthday e will be 6 months. i'm already "soggy" thinking about losing those tiny baby days (although i sure don't miss parts of those first couple months!). can't imagine how hard & wonderful a year must feel!
oh - & how'd you make that shirt. it's fantastic!
Beth - it is just a Carters onesie. I drew out a "1" on a piece of felt, and then a slightly smaller "1" on the blue fabric. I sewed the two together first, and then to the shirt. I think it came out cute!
Oh, and this is Beth, not Ben. ;)
What a great onesie! Enjoy this week of looking back on those special baby days...and congratulations on surviving your first year of motherhood!!!
When I first saw the shirt, I thought, how cute is that? and then to see you made it, good for you! so cute! you should go into business. you know in like ritzy magazines they go for like 30 bucks!
Such an emotional time huh? I never really realized how much a birthday means to a mom as it does the kid, until I became a mom. you really are doing an amazing job with him and just have a great motherly instinct. As sad as it is to see the baby days gone by, each new stage is just so fun. Congrats to you, Josh and Ben!
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