Starbody

The days are finally warm(er) and the boy was finally able to enjoy some time in the pool. As you can see, he’s very busy. Busy digging, busy investigating, busy pointing at just about everything (especially lights and dogs).

To add to the busy-ness, he just started walking. And by just started, I mean he literally started taking steps today! For a few days now, he’s been feeling a bit more daring … practicing moving from the couch to me. It was super exciting to watch the joy on his face when he actually stood on his own and took a few steps. He’s officially moving on to being a toddler. Sniff. I have mixed feelings about that. I’m of course so excited to see his personality grow, to see the kind of little boy he’s becoming. But at the same time, I’m going to miss the baby he was. Being able to hold him with one single arm or swaddle him into a tiny little bundle.

Um, okay, let’s just ignore the sleep deprivation, sore breasts, pumping at work (oh joy of joy), post-partum depression and did I mention SLEEP DEPRIVATION? I think this may be what’s known as the “fog” wherein parents have enough distance (and enough decent sleep) to think that having another baby might be a good idea. Now, don’t get any ideas. We’re not ready for that yet. Let’s suffice to say we’re reflecting on where’s the boy’s been, where we’ve been and where we’re all going together.