The past few weeks I have really been reflecting on how fast the last year has gone. Cameron is now almost 11 months old...just one more stepping stone until he's celebrated a whole year with our family. I never knew that seeing your child grow could be such a happy occasion and such a sad experience at the same time.
I love to watch him start to stand on his own, but then remember how sweet it was when he started to practice on all fours. I love to hear him laugh hysterically, but miss when we saw that first little smile. I love to see his hair grow in blonde and be all crazy, but miss when all his gorgeous dark brown hair fell out and he was the cutest bald baby around. I love that he can sleep in his crib at night without waking up for 12 hours so mom can get some much needed rest, but I sincerely miss all those nights that he slept in the same bed with me and we would cuddle, face to face, breath to breath all night long.
I guess what I am trying to say is that I miss my baby. He will always be my baby but everyday he is turning more and more into a little child. Its amazing to see him grow and excel, but so sad at the same time. It makes me realize how much time I wasted in the last year, trying to put on the appearance that life was perfect, instead of realizing the perfection I experience every day with my little guy. Of course, there will always be a house to clean, laundry to do, and errands to run, but I finally think I am realizing how fast it really goes by. Time to start living for each day, because next thing you know it a whole other year will pass by in a flash.
I love my little boy. Maybe tonight I will sneak him into our room and under our covers...just this once...
