We have done it, Miles is now officially sleeping in a Big Boy Bed........I am sad. My baby is growing so fast and as wonderful as it all is I am sad that I haven't had more time to really enjoy what he has been. Everyday he is bigger and smarter, surprising me with what he knows and how he can do amazing things. I love what he is becoming. I suppose is many ways that is the nature of parenthood and of life, always looking forward to what is coming with eagerness and excitement yet missing the past with nostalgia and longing for what is known and comforting. Is this one of the reasons why folks have more babies? Because they want to recreate what they have had already and loved so much? (funny how easily we forget the sleepless nights, swollen painful breasts and frustrating moments of early parenting, the physical and emotional tolls we pay for the joyful moments we cherish in memory).
Apparently I am in a ponderous mood tonight. I intended this to be a recount of Miles 1st night in his new bed and instead am waxing poetic (badly) about life and parenting. I either need more sleep and more wine, or more sleep and less wine..........I think I will go and figure out which one.
Later
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Obviously the answer is more wine.
Congrats and condolences for Miles' step forward.
I've been having a lot of nostalgic looks back on my own childhood recently.
I think it's just a part of life to slightly glamorize our pasts, look at them a little rosier than things actually were.
It's just human nature, I suppose....
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