Year One Went By Too Quickly

March 19, 2010 at 9:26 am | Posted in Misc. | 8 Comments
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I hope you will all forgive a post that is on the serious side… We’ll be back to shenanigans on Monday.

One year ago my little boy was born. And for those of you who are not parents, this post probably seems a little melodramatic. But for those of you who have had the privilege of being called “mom” or “dad,” you know where I’m coming from.

It’s sometimes difficult to reconcile the walking, towheaded little boy — boy, not infant — with the teeny, helpless creature I brought home from Beverly Hospital. That baby took naps on my chest. This kid rips off his bib and tosses it to the floor. That baby did little more than eat, poop and sleep. Max does those things, too, but he also drags books over to me with a huge grin and eats babybel cheese by the fistful.

You’re always warned that kids grow up too fast. I didn’t know that meant that my little man would have almost four teeth at 12 months. Or that he’d only drink from straws before his first birthday. Or that at one year old he’d know when he was doing something naughty — and give me a smirk while doing it anyway.

I want to freeze time and stay just the way we are. Because Mike and I are incredibly blessed. And innocence doesn’t last forever. I know the sweet baby will grow into an obnoxious teenager. I know he’ll turn my hair so gray I’ll need a wig. And I know someday he’ll have his own family and understand exactly what I’m feeling today.

Right now the sun is shining, it’s unseasonably warm in Boston, and I have a birthday present to buy and cupcakes to bake. And I have a lunch date with a little man so handsome it makes my heart melt. Life doesn’t get much better than this. 




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  1. teary. eyed.

    My little boy turns 9 months tomorrow and I can’t keep from thinking: “You’ve almost been out of my tummy for as long as you were in it!”

    I don’t know how I’ll handle his first birthday. If I know myself, I think I’ll handle it by staying up to 2 in the morning finishing some knitting project.

    The older my son gets, the more he looks exactly like my husband. It makes me picture him at two years, and then at five, and then as a gray-haired 30-year-old. As much as they grow up so fast, I’m also glad that life is a really really really long time.

    • This whole growing-up thing is bittersweet, for sure. I’m proud of his accomplishments, but I also miss the cuddly little baby.

  2. Awww…you and Mike are great parents. Max is blessed to have you both. Miss you!

    • Aw, thanks! We miss you, too! You’ll be getting a photo of Max in a miniature OSU sweatshirt very soon…

  3. Love it! My little prince turns 2 in October, and I already miss some of the baby stage stuff. But, he does cuter as time goes on as his personality gets bigger and bigger.

    • That’s how I deal — reminding myself that he continually advances to cuter shenanigans. And being able to start doing things for himself is pretty cool (and makes my job a little easier)!

  4. Oh he is learning how to do things for himself alright. He’s got the heart melting thing down good! Congratulations on one year down of great parenting!

  5. Congratualtions to you, one of the best moms around. Max is so blessed to have you. xoxo

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