Freezing time
Sometimes I want to freeze time. I don’t want to think about how soon it will be when Reed will struggle to break free of my arms, or will turn away and resist my kisses. Right now, I can smooch his tiny little head to my hearts content with no protests from him, but I know those days will be over before I know it.
At 16 pounds, 9 oz., he’s growing heavier by the minute. He’ll soon be too heavy to tote around all the time. I’ve already decided the days of hauling him around in his car seat are over, he’s just getting too big. At a few days shy of 5 months old, I know he is going to be increasingly more mobile in the months to come. Soon he’ll be crawling, the walking, then running, then driving … all these things allow him to move away from me!
It’s so exciting to see him grow and develop but its also apparent that the more he grows up, the less he is going to need me. I just need to remember that during the days when I am weary and he doesn’t want to sleep but wants to be held and entertained all day long.