I was rocking my baby boy to sleep last night when I made a disturbing discovery:
He doesn't smell like baby anymore.
My eyes immediately filled with tears.
How did that slip away without my noticing? Just yesterday, he was my little peanut. Now he's running around the yard, eating dirt, talking up a storm and throwing rather impressive temper tantrums.
His babyhood is over.
How did that go by so fast? I can barely cuddle him anymore. First because he's so big, but also because he wants to run around constantly and cuddling involves sitting still.
It went too fast. I now have a little man on my hands. He's adorable, he's delightful, he's hilarious… but I miss my baby.
About Melissa
Oh, I know that feeling! My youngest is five and it’s killing me. She’s losing her baby face, getting taller, and I miss that sweet smell of her babyness. Ugh. Maybe it’s time for you to have one more and then I can live vicariously through you.
I had the same emotions this weekend – Aubryn had to get her first timeout – well three actually. I look at her and wonder when did the baby leave and get replaced by the toddler?
awwwww!!!!
I often just look at Ava especially while we’re sitting quietly and nursing. I try to record all the little details in my head:):)
SAD… but he is a handsome little guy!