So some time has gone by… my little one is now 16 months. It has taken me some time, but the photos had been taken, the letters written, and now the book is being printed! I cannot wait to have it in my hands. So here are the 11 month photos and letter.
The distinct reality that you are not going to be tiny forever is part of every day.
You have started to wean. I have had the feeling that maybe you were done with the daytime feeds. You eat like a champion. You confirmed my thoughts when after days of playing and little nursing, you started biting. I thought we would just drop one, but you weren’t interested. So now you nurse in the morning and evening. I’m more sad then I thought I would be. It is hard to let go. It is another sign you are growing up.
You communicate more and more. You say “mama” and “wawa.” Each time I hear it I wonder if it is real, if there is intention behind the gurgles. Then our eyes meet and you light up when you get what you asked for. It feels like a small bit of magic.
You also show so much more understanding. You have a red and yellow dump truck that you love. When I say, “Where is your truck?” you actually crawl to retrieve it. These little things blow my mind and make me so curious about the goings on in that head of yours.
The tipi Auntie Amy made is now a permanent fixture in your room. I wondered if it was a little early, but you crawl in and out, transporting toys. Sometimes we crawl in together to read stories, my legs hanging out of the door.
What stands out for me this month is the hurricane of emotions. Four short weeks until you are one. Where is the line between baby and toddler? Will you leave this phase without us having done all the things? What are the things? Do they really need to be done? It is a whirlwind in my brain. In these moments, when I remember to, I take a deep breath, pick up your favorite truck, and make it “vroom” along the red pouf in your room.
I am so excited for the adventures ahead and so reluctant to leave anything behind. Transitions have never been my strong suit and parenthood is full of them.
I love you today. I’ll love you tomorrow. I am so grateful for the magic moments.
Love you to the moon and back,