It’s Not What You Expect
There are so many pre-conceived notions when you become a parent. You think you’re going to be floored when they roll over for the first time, when they take their first steps and speak their first word. Surely you write these moments down in their baby book keeping excellent tabs on the when and where. But the moments that you want to break down and sob like a baby are the ones you least expect.
Last night my husband and I were chatting about our day after the kids went to bed. Suddenly I realized there was someone listening. There she was, my little girl, standing at the top of the stairs. Could it be that the tiny, precious child I just gave birth to was able to get out of bed on her own, all by herself? Ok, so it wasn’t “just” gave birth, it was two and a half years ago. Regardless, this can’t be right.
I never know how much times like these will affect me. The biggest milestones have been unpredictable. When she grew out of those size 6 month jeans she could wear for the first year of her life. When he started flirting, tilting his head in his own coy way, with Mommy and other ladies at 8 months. When I looked away for a second only to look back to see those wonderful little minds putting together a puzzle, together. Those are the exact blinks of an eye when I grasp just how it all works. And it’s not what I expected, but it is fascinating.