On July 7th, Calvin will be 9 months old. I have absolutely no idea where the time has gone, but one thing is for sure, it’s flown by! I no longer have a baby who needs my support to sit up, who needs burping after feeds, and if left in a spot for a minute or two, would still be exactly where I left him when I got back. Calvin is on the move. It happened within the space of a few days, one day he was shuffling around and getting nowhere, just swimming against the carpet, and the next thing I knew he was up on his hands and knees and shifting!
My sister-in-law recently gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, and when I hold her, it’s like I’ve forgotten what a newborn feels like, and that’s a little sad. I don’t miss the two-hour feeds all through the night, but I do miss the hours of having Calvin skin to skin against my chest and fast asleep. But, I do realize and see that each stage has pros and cons, and those pro’s outweigh anything else. For instance, I love that Calvin can say mama and dada in context, that he can sign “milk” to me when he is ready to eat and that he laughs! Oh how he laughs! Curtis said something to me yesterday that is a testament to the love a parent has for their child.
“I would do anything to make him laugh.”
In the midst of all of these developmental leaps that Calvin is making, we are also packing up and getting ready to move out! A task made a little more difficult with a little man who wants to get into everything. Along side this, the kindness of mothers was evident to me this week, when a new mom passed on a jogging stroller (given to her second-hand for free), to me, for free! This is just what I need to give me the push to get back on my skates. I’m looking forward to strapping on the skates, popping Calvin into the stroller and tearing up the neighborhood!
I leave you with a quote from Bill Watterson’s – Calvin and Hobbes –
“Calvin: Dad where do babies come from?
Dad: Well Calvin, you simply go to Sears, buy the kit and follow the assembly instructions.
Calvin: I came from Sears?
Dad: No you were a blue-light special at K-Mart – almost as good and a lot cheaper!”