I would like this post to be all about how time flies. I would like it to be all about how my baby turned four last week and I can’t believe it.
Even as I type that my daughter is four, I don’t quite comprehend it.
But as any parent knows, time goes too fast.
Not the day-to-day, that can sometimes drag. Some moments–some good and some bad–seem to last forever. And there are days when I can’t wait for bed time. Not mine, but my children’s.
But today is not one of those days. Today, I want time to slow down, for my baby to still be a baby. For the most important part of our day be snuggling on the couch together and getting some tummy time.
But she’s got things to do: coloring, video games, wrestling with the dog, and make-believe with her stuffed animals. Big kid stuff.
At some point today, she’ll crawl into my lap and ask to have a book read to her.
And in that moment, I’ll hold her a little tighter than normal. I’ll breath in her strawberry-scented hair a little deeper than last time and I’ll read just a little bit slower.
She won’t notice a difference, but I will.
And that will be enough.
I know how you feel… my baby turned 5 in December. She seems so grown up at times! lol
Happy belated birthday to your little beauty!!
A few months before Allison turned four I told her she had to stay three forever, because I wasn’t ready for her to be four. When I woke her up on her birthday, she was all concerned/serious and asked “Mommy, are you ready for me to be four?” She will be five in June and every once in a while I have one of those moments where I squeeze her a little tighter than normal and attempt to stop time… Just for a moment.