Wednesday, January 23, 2013

I Am Not Okay With This, This Growing Up Bit.

I am not okay with this, this growing up of the kids bit. 

I don't know what it is about these last several days but I swear to god it seems as if I've blinked and literally each of my children has grown leaps and bounds. 


Yesterday afternoon I walked into Maclane's nursery after I heard him stirring from his nap to find sitting up in his crib. Judging by the look on his face I'm not quite sure who was more surprised at the moment, he or I. For those of you not keeping count, he just turned seven months old. Didn't I just schedule my C-section to have him yesterday? 

Carter, on the other hand, has just exploded into little boy-dom. Too many times I find myself staring at him slacked-jawed in utter wonderment. How in the world has my chunky 9 pound 10 ounce baldy morphed into this beautifully lean and exceptionally tall, wild-haired boy? Verbally he is picking up new words and phrases by the hour, something that up until late had me a bit concerned if we're being honest. Most recently he runs around the house rocketing his slender index finger into the air exclaiming, "AH HA! I get it!" and when he isn't doing that he's constantly checking his watch as if he could possibly be running late for some super important event in his Toddler World. When  prompted for the time he matter-of-factly states, with a finger to his lip mind you, "Hmm. Let's see. Not night-night time!" 

He is so, so funny. And so sensitive. But so funny.  


More than that, however, his demeanor and the way he carries himself has changed. It's that he looks and acts so much older than the day before. 

I am not okay with this, this growing up of the kids bit. I thought I would be ok. 

With each milestone that Carter hit as a baby, I would wildly celebrate it and secretly look forward to the next one. I couldn't wait for him to start solids, to sit up, to crawl. With each milestone that Maclane tackles, I find myself near tears, willing time to slow down. I've written before about how I can't be done having babies yet but despite that desire for just one more more, I can't help but mourn the loss of a small bit of Maclane's baby-hood as he overcomes those milestones one by one. 

It's not that I'm not excited for him it's just that I wish it would slow down. I wish I didn't feel the need to hold my eyelids open lest I blink and miss one more second of their little-ness. 

I am not okay with this, this growing up of the kids bit. And something tells me it's only going to get worse. 

14 comments :

  1. Brayden will be 4 in April (something that he reminds me of daily) and it breaks my heart how fast these almost 4 years have gone. The days are long, but the years are indeed, very,very short.

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  2. Girl! I watched videos of my oldest from a year ago and just cried and cried. I knew he had grown up, but I just didn't realize how much! So bittersweet, these babes growing up, and I'm with you...I think it's only doing Roget worse!! Now I completely understand why grandparents are crazy when it comes to grand kids.. They are reliving the glory days!

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  3. I can totally understand. I cant believe Im getting my first ready for kindergarten registration and my baby my 3rd little one is 6 months, wahhhh, time goes way to fast =(

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  4. I have two boys as well and can't imagine not having another, but I just wrap my head around actually being pregnant again for nine months. They grow too fast!

    Ramblings of a Suburban Mom

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  5. I hear ya sister. I hear ya. The watch thing kills me. Sometimes Easton wants to know what time it is...and jokingly I'll say, 'I don't know, what time is it?" He'll say...'ummmmm six tirty' Never fails. It's always 6:30.

    Time does go way to fast. But having a BOY and not Toddler is so much fun. The conversations, , the lack of baby chub, the personality, the sensitivity they have to their momma's...it's all priceless.

    Enjoy the days with them!

    xoxox

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  6. Oh momma! I was just thinking this same thing last night. I'm having a hard time with Jaxon about to turn TEN months in a few weeks! Yikes!!! Last night I went in his room and got hiim out of his crib and just rocked him and bawled. I'm always telling Clay how I wish I could freeze time.

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  7. I feel the same way. My baby boy will be 8 mos old soon and I can't believe how big he's getting. I try to remind myself of what a tiny baby he is still, because it makes me feel better, but then I'll put a onesie on him that doesn't anymore and I cringe when I set it aside for packing away later.

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  8. But they're getting even more gorgeous as they get older! So it can't be too terrible :) <3

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  9. We just potty trained my almost 3-year-old and switched him to a toddler bed.

    Then my 4 1/2 year old son had to buy clothes in the big boy section of the store.

    I had a hard mama week last week!

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  10. I can relate to this post so much. My eldest of 4 is turning 12 this year and my youngest is 17 months. I don't know where the time has gone and I'm sorry to say... time does not slow down and it doesn't get any easier. :(

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  11. I can totally relate with how you felt about Carter hitting each milestone, I feel that way with E sometimes. And then I remember that she is my ONLY first baby and I try to enjoy the moments. I love following along with you and your boys, they are so adorable!

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  12. Oh my gosh, I could have written this myself!! Sometimes I stare at Cameron and just WONDER how in the world he isn't a newborn still? WHEN did he learn to eat Cheerios and sit up and put his pacifier back in his mouth by himself. Holy Jeez...thanks for making me cry!!! Hahaha

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  13. I know that I am happy that they're growing up and learning new things and all that stuff but omg am i not ready for them to actually be kids either. time is such a weird thing once u have kids.

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  14. I know exactly what you mean!!! THey just grow up way too fast. I find myself saying every day "where did my baby boy go?"

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