Sam, you are turning 1 this week and I'm an emotional mess.
Ever since you started walking a month ago, I've seen a new awareness in you that can only be categorized as impending toddlerhood. You prefer to walk now and will often get upset if you're in the Ergo or in the highchair for too long. When I bend down to pick you up, you arch your back and turn to jello. You're very sure about what you want to eat (apple spears, not pear) and when you want to eat it, and you will let me know when you're ready for your water. You love to shake your head "no" - I often wonder when you will learn to nod your head "yes"! Diaper and clothing changes have turned into WWE wrestling matches. Your eyes light up when you recognize something you like. You look at different objects more inquisitively than you ever have before. You're more emotional now and will cry when I drop you off at daycare and you will look around fearfully when you see a stranger enter the room - but, when you're out in public, you love strangers and will laugh and smile at them openly. I love that about you and it reminds me to smile more too. You give me the best open-mouth drooly kisses. I can't really cuddle with you anymore, you prefer to wrestle with your dad.
On a daily level, I love this newness. I laugh because I think you're the funniest person in the world; I smile because I think you're the cutest, even when you cry. But when I stop to think about these changes, I feel a tug at my heart because I know your baby-ness is getting away from me. Many moms before me and after me have and will wax poetic about motherhood and children growing up too fast - I know I'm not the first nor the last. But dang... it really is going by too fast...
Welcome, my little toddler.
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