Today, after a few minutes of impatience, for the first time, he decided that he would make himself breakfast.
After a few minutes passed, intrigued, I pulled myself out of bed, curious to see what I'd find him doing; only to discover a sweet little boy helping himself to Sunday morning cartoons and a donut.
You'd think the fact that he's grown four inches in the past three months would allow me to accept that my once chubby toddler is now a independent, growing boy. But it definitely seems easier for him to embrace the fact that he is a "big" boy than it is for his Momma.
It's bizarre being a mommy. Once you've finally accepted that you are the mother to this adorable little being, you blink, and they're grown. You never quite have the time to embrace or get used to any one phase.
And so, with this season of growth, my new focus will be to embrace the change, cherish the sweet cuddles and kisses, encourage the "little" person he is becoming, and guide him steadily as we make our way together through this crazy beautiful life.
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