In the past, I didn't give one-year-olds much credit, until this year. Brady is 17 months old and I am blown away by the things he does. He doesn't tie his shoes or write his name, but maybe in the back of my mind, kids are just fun to play with until they go to school. I know better.
As you know, Brady will probably be an only child, and I'm cool with that. I see pictures of babies and I do the ooohhs and
awwws (most of the time, not
all kids are cute-yep, I went there). Anyways, I loved the 14 weeks of laying around with my newborn, snuggling and taking
a lot of naps. Good times. Good times. I would love to do it again, but with Brady, not another newborn.
I'm the type of person who likes
to do something, say I've done it and move on. I didn't hate being pregnant, and I didn't hate having a newborn, but I did it, so let's keep the ball rolling and go on with life.
Back on track. Time flies. Every once in a while I'll look at photos from Brady's first year and cherish the memories, but time went by so fast. In the moment,
time crawled at times. Now my little guy is squirmy, doesn't want to be held unless he asks to be held, not much of a cuddlier unless he's super tired or sick neither happen often and he seems to do so well on his own. No, he's not going to move out and get a job, but he plays well alone, let's us know when he wants or needs something, lets us know when it's time to change his diaper and etc... he's a self-suffiencent little man. Stop growing up so fast. It's so fun to teach him new things and see what he teaches himself, but the days are flying by and those newborn moments and photos seem like years and years ago! I should've taken more pictures.
Toddlers are definitely more fun than newborns, but newborns are fun to cuddle with. I keep telling myself to slow down and enjoy, cherish and remember every moment. They grow up so fast!