My friends, on that day, my baby did this:
And then he fell down.
Even after he fell, this little dude had a celebration while
Apparently J decided this would be a day full of milestones because he didn't stop there. My baby boy cut his first tooth on Nov. 4. And last night, I found his second was cutting through as well.
The crazy part of all of this? I was completely overcome with sorrow when I saw J standing in the crib. I mean he was standing, like it was nothing! My baby!
Later, when I told Hubby B how sad I felt he responded with a dumbfounded look and asked why all moms want their babies to stay babies.
Why, you ask? Because he is our first and possibly only baby ever. I'll only get to see our son do these things once. Because I can't rewind when I miss the way he fit into just one arm, or the way he "talked" when he was only 4 months old, the wrinkles in his skin before the fat rolls came in. Because one day he'll grow up and not think mommy is the greatest person in the world. I'll just be that crazy lady nagging him to do his homework. Because I want to savor every second of this little guy's life.
Because every day is a precious gift, especially days like this when your baby reaches such a big milestone.