I had an entirely different post planned for today but I was scrolling through my photos and came across this one.
It got me thinking.
David is already 7 months old. He’s sitting up, rolling over, giggling, and eating puffs and purees.
Before I know it he’ll be crawling. And then he’ll be walking. And then he’ll be leaving for college practically.
I’m not sad that he’s getting older, because each new stage is so enjoyable, but it’s very emotional to look back on photos of him when he was just a tiny little baby.
In a way I miss that time, but in another way I don’t. I love current David. He’s a complete joy! Don’t get me wrong, I felt the same way back then. I try to enjoy the current stage as much as possible without wishing it away.
My mom is coming to visit today, and then my dad is joining us for the weekend. When Justin, David and I traveled to Wisconsin a few weeks ago, it was wonderful to see family, but my mom was busy hosting the entire weekend. She knew she was coming down to visit later in the month, but I couldn’t help but notice she barely got any David time!
I’m looking very forward to her visit and am so grateful to have such a wonderful mother. It’s very sweet to see how tender she is with him, and it’s a little glimpse into how she likely was with my siblings and I when we were infants.
Despite living half way across the country, I get to see her (and the rest of my family!) fairly often. I am really grateful for that as I want David to know his aunts, uncle, and grandparents really well.
This week will be spent just the three of us, hanging out, with no plan or agenda or anything. I may even give them some quality alone time and sneak off for a pedicure.