This evening I quietly watched Andrew playing on the floor, driving his assortment of trucks and emergency vehicles up and down all over his play mat. I was suddenly overcome with a sense of sadness – where the hell did my baby go? When did he grow so fast?
I love this age to bits and, if I’m totally honest with myself, I don’t really miss the infant days. That being said, I wish I could press pause for a while. He has decided to start calling me “Mom” more than “Mommy” now and it makes me feel like we’re both too old for our own good. Darn …”Mom” is what I call my own mother.
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