I thought I was only going to be sad about only one kid today, but nope. They all decided to bombard me! First, little Ms. B is 4 months old today!! It has gone by so fast. And I am amazed at how much she has changed. She can sit up for several seconds without falling over. She smiles and laughs and rolls over. She is starting to make a lot of different sounds. (I woke up at 5:30 this morning, to her talking to herself. She would squeal and then make a few other sounds, like in the serenity of the early morning she could hear herself and distinguish what action made each sound. The fundamentals of language at it very core. I finally picked her up to nurse her after about 10 minutes of this.) When she gets upset I even hear the first "ma" sounds coming out. Which is great for me, because I know it won't be much longer until she will use that sound to recognize me. But, oh, it has come so soon. She LOVES her exersaucer. It's the one thing that she doesn't mind being in for a little while. Probably because she gets to practice standing and she isn't laying down. I think she is also ready for solids. She gets upset, when she sees me eating and watches every bite I take. Talk about guilt-trip. So I have given her some brown rice cereal and pears, also, but decided that I really do want her to hold out a bit longer, so that was just a sampling. I will just have to make sure to never eat unless she has just nursed. Her little tooth is still coming in. Although, I think she just realized it yesterday. Several times I caught her licking it, like some foreign object that she just couldn't figure out. I would've guess she would have realize it was there after biting herself several times, but I guess not. I know that it will feel like tomorrow when she starts crawling, and talking, and walking. Just have to make the most of out every minute.
Not only does B want to grow up fast, but D thinks he is already grown. Today is only day 3 of school, but he did not want to me walk him to his classroom. He insisted that he "knows where it is" and that if I really wanted to then I could walk him in tomorrow. So we pull up to the drop off spot and I pulled up a little bit too far. I wanted to be able to watch him actually walk into the classroom. The supervisor lady walks over and opens the door for him, which meant that I didn't even need to get out of the car. I wanted her to understand that I just needed to see him go into the classroom, and told her that it was his first day going alone. She reassured me with a wink and a "I'll make sure he gets there" and helped him down. I was so frantic inside. I wanted to walk around a give a huge hug and watch him walk down the stretch that leads to room 3, but I couldn't. So, I called out to him that I would miss him and wished him a "good day" and sulked as I drove off. Honestly, the entire drive home, the whole 2 minutes that it takes, I wanted to turn around. I wanted to go and just peek into him classroom to make sure he made it in safely, but I knew I couldn't. I have to trust that he is big enough to do it on his own. Even now, after an hour, I am anticipating the end of the school day, so I can go and pick him up and make sure that he made it there OK and that he had a good day. I know the teachers and staff there are as protective as I and won't let him end up in the wrong place, but I am mommy! And he is my first baby. And growing up so fast. At least I have solace in the fact that he decided against wanting to ride the bus home. That will have to be a hurdle for me to get over next year. Only one thing at a time.
Little Ms. Sassy herself, E, starts school next week this time. Only one day a week. But on those mornings, it will be just me and the bug! It will be so strange. Although, I am excited about it, I'm sure I will have to adjust to that too.
On top my own children growing up, I have to deal with my siblings growing up too, since I'm the oldest. My baby sister had her own baby today. So unreal. I am still having a hard time wrapping my mind around that one. And my brother will be 16 in a couple weeks!! I still remember that little redheaded four-year-old who was my "buddy", who did everything with me. We were partners in crime and he will be an adult in a few short years. Ahhh.
OK, that's enough. I don't think I can take anymore of this growing up stuff today!! I'm at my limit. :)
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