I am both filled with pride and wistfulness at the same time.
My baby has discovered his legs can take him places. Of course, at this point, he needs a walking aid but generally speaking, the baby is mobile.
I feel wistful because it was only a couple of months ago when he was a little big-eyed baby that cooed and smiled at everything.
Now, he's becoming a little toddler in his own right.
His personality is showing through. Underneath the cheery exterior lies a tough, stubborn boy who has a mind of his own. Who will not cry but screech in anger when not allowed to do whatever he wants. He is also focussed and shows remarkable concentration for an 8 1/2 month old.
I am proud of my little Muffin. But I cannot help but wonder where my little baby boy disappeared to?
Thankfully, the perpetual state of exhaustion and often exasperation that the 3 keep me in is enough for me to from being so wistful that I would jump at the opportunity of having yet another baby.
I haven't recovered from the sleepless nights of this one!
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Friday, October 22, 2010
First Steps
Friday, October 22, 2010
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I love Muffin! Need to see him soon, 3 teeth and the walking!
ReplyDeleteYes Godma! Otherwise the next time you see him, he'll be graduating for college or getting married! :)
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