Goodbye to my baby…
…and hello to my beautiful boy. Suki Lock muses as her son turns 2.
The longest 730 days of my life went by in the blink of an eye.
Not long ago this would have been a contradiction. But now that I’m a mom, time is able to simultaneously pass both slowly and fast.
Just ‘yesterday’ I held my boy for the first time
; yet my husband and I hardly remember a life without him.Turning two
When Dylan turned one
, we held a big party, so this year I was only going to invite the grannies. Gavin stepped in: ‘He must have a party.’ As the day grew nearer I realised that Gavin was right. I focused so much on the first of everything: the first smile, the first tooth, the first step, that I almost forgot that to walk, he would need a second step. And a third. And a fourth. His second birthday might even be more important, because this time he will be old enough to enjoy it.
Mommy love moments
Up to now (especially the first year) I felt like a parent, but lately I feel like a mommy. The little moments of love Dylan shows always steals my heart, but nowadays with added meaning, because now he can choose to show it. An example: I was working at my desk and Dylan was ‘working’ with his ‘laptop’ at his ‘desk’. He suddenly stopped, got up and came to me. ‘Hey Suki!’ he said, and then promptly planted a kiss on my cheek.
Money cannot buy this.The DUFs
Fridays on the Parent24 Blogs
, we post our DUFs, the downs, ups and forwards for the week. I want to extend this tradition to the past two years, and the year to come.Downs:
- He is growing up so fast. My little baby is gone.
- He can say ‘no’. He also uses it very clearly when he doesn’t agree with me.
- He needs me less. In a few more years (30 or so?) I’ll be obsolete.
- He is growing up so fast. I have a beautiful little boy.
- He can say “no”. He realises he is a person and can express his needs.
- He needs me less. Every day I stand amazed at how much such a little person can do.
- I am told it’s called terrible twos for a reason, but in a strange way I’m looking forward to this is part of his development. And I want to be there for it (probably red in the face and embarrassed).
- Our conversations. To talk to him, and to listen.
- Exploring the world with him. To see it anew, through his eyes.
And now I have a 2-year-old. Sometimes I lie awake at night, listening for his breathing from his room. I realise how blessed I am. Then I hear him move and I say a quick prayer: please don’t let him wake up.
I’m a mom, what can I say?How do you feel as you see your baby turning into a child?