The reality is setting in.
My little lady is going to be one. ONE.
I have been counting down her birthday all week. Mostly, referring to the last days of the week I have my “infant.” I am feeling so incredibly emotional over the thought that my baby girl will soon hit a milestone and launch herself into a new category. The toddler category.
The definition of toddler is enough to launch my emotion into a full fledged cry.
“Toddler is a young kid, who has freshly learned to walk. During this stage, the kid learns about motor skills, social roles and begins using his/her first language. This is a crucial stage in development and is noted for their negativistic manner. They habitually say no which, in reality, it’s a yes. They are also little explorers, and they are basically curious on everything.”
But, all I read and see is, “Toddler is a young kid.”
My baby, a kid? No!
How does time move so fast? Over the weekend someone shared with me, “Children allow you to really experience time because every milestone marks movement and time.”
This journey has been so incredible and so challenging. This year has been so fast and so slow. When I look at her I feel like I already feel like I forget what she felt like and even looked like as a newborn, because when I see her I see my baby in the moment. It is not until I flip back through my phone, this blog, or walk past a newborn photo in our home, that I realize the growth and development that she has undergone in the last 12 months.
But, the growth and development has not stopped with her. I am reminded daily just how much I have transformed because of her. Including the emotions… I am a blubbering mess right now as I write this post.
More to come, I promise, and thank you for riding along on this journey with me.