And a few weeks ago, a small, barely perceptible change occurred in his cruising along the furniture - he began letting go, and standing.
As days went by, he got braver. Sunday, he danced without any support. Then today, it happened.
He walked.
Now, it was just a couple of steps. But that, combined with some late night perusing of old photos, has made me one maudlin mommy.
I'm just not ready for this. Any of it. I don't mean the baby proofing - we've got that down. I'm not ready for my baby to become this toddler he's rapidly heading towards. He's already a talking, dancing, funny-face making little person. Add walking to this, and the one last bastion of babyhood remaining is potty training.
And I know that his progress is a matter of pride. And don't get me wrong - I'm proud of the way he's figured out how to retrieve toys from under the couch, use "this" to tell us he wants something and "that" to ask a question like "What is that?" or "Can I have that?"
But my tiny baby - he's disappearing before my eyes. And now we're beginning to plan a first birthday party. People told me it would happen so fast. I just didn't realize it happened in a blink!
What about you? Was the prospect of the first birthday bittersweet for you, too?
Bethany Erickson is the wife of Texas Health Resources web editor Tom Erickson and Mom to a growing boy.
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