With your first you are in a hurry.
But with your last? With that last baby you stand with your back to the door, refusing to look up at the clock. You let things be. You're in no rush to see the perfect step, could care less if they haven't shown interest in the toilet. You refuse to correct mispronounced words because well, because you know with real heartache how fleeting it all is.
Oh my heart...he is such a cutie.
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Oh how I adore the mispronounced words.
ReplyDeleteSo true, so true!
ReplyDeleteyes, to every single word.
ReplyDeleteOh, continue to cherish these moments...love it!
ReplyDeleteI had the same feeling about it - eagerly cheered on each development with my first, and held on to each precious display of babiness with my last.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely. I feel like I missed so much of T's babyhood feeling overwhelmed or just wanting to get to the next stage.
ReplyDeleteCute! Cute! Cute!
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