Friday, October 03, 2008

11 months

This past weekend Baby turned 11 months old.

A month from now, he will no longer be considered a baby. He will be 1, and he will be a toddler. This is his last non-birthday birthday, the last time we count his age in months instead of years. One, three or six months from now, we will tell people that he is 1, not 12, 14 or 17 months. The end of his babyhood is no longer a distant dot on the horizon. It is here, right in front of me, and I am overwhelmed by how fast we got here.

This realization has caused me to hold him a little longer each night before putting him in his crib, to comply more frequently with his requests to be picked up, to spend a little extra time giving him a bath, to kiss him even more, to rub the little peach-fuzzy head a little longer as he nurses. I am trying to soak it all up, to breathe him in, in an attempt to hang on to this fleeting babyhood.

3 comments:

Tinker said...

Fleeting it is. I'm facing the same huge milestone times two next week and can't believe a year has passed.

Hold your little man close and soak in his babyness because that first day of school is just one step around the corner.

Sarah said...

i'll try to remember to send you a "happy 13-month birthday" email or something. actually i may as well just tell you now i probably will not remember, but i don't think it would help anyway.

Lindsey said...

Kate, I', right there with you on that one. How does it go so quickly?

I noticed you are still nursing. I had planned to phase that out at the 1 year mark, but I wonder if she'll let me, she loves it so.

I hope you get lots of cuddle time in these last few weeks. It's bittersweet, isn't it?