Savor the Baby
Every night around 6:45 PM, all heck breaks loose in our home. There's screaming and hollering, kicking and flailing, and tears, lots and lots of tears. That's because, every night, around 6:45 PM, I start to put my 13 month old daughter to bed. She's a really active toddler who never seems to get tired, and we haven't quite mastered her falling to sleep on her own yet. I have to tell you...bedtime is rough.
Tonight was different, though. Tonight, while my toddler was screaming at the top of her lungs, face red and wet with tears, I looked at her and remembered...she's just a baby. Each day that she wakes up, I never know what to expect from her. I don't know what new words she's going to surprise me with (a few days ago, she said "t.v." and handed me the remote control), or what new feat she will accomplish (she now discards trash in the trashcan on her own!). Because she grows and develops at the speed of light, and since I can barely remember life before her, it's easy to forget that she's only been here for a very short time, and not only is she Mommy's Baby, but she's a baby baby. Like, for real!
She doesn't crawl anymore, is not as interested in sitting in my lap as she used to be, has to be in the mood for kisses, has an opinion about what she likes and doesn't like, and says "bye-bye",picks up her things, and walks to the door when she's ready to leave. She's like an itty-bitty little boss! Bedtime is different, though. In the bathtub, she loves to splash, and reaches for me if water gets in her eyes. When I'm putting her pajamas on, she cracks up when I blow razzies on her belly, and loves to play peek-a-boo. As I nurse her before laying her down, she rubs my face and looks into my eyes as I stroke her cheeks and hair, and it's during this time that she lets me give her as many kisses as I want! When it's time to lay her down,the struggle begins. I realized tonight, though, that since I'm losing a little bit of my baby to the toddler every single day, I'd better savor what's left of these baby moments, every single one of them. Screaming, kicking, tears and all.
This is an original Philly Moms Blog post.