This past weekend has proven to me that we are now truly entering toddlerhood. The baby in my precious little boy is rapidly fading as he is now making room for the toddler. The image of the small infant we brought home from the hospital a bit over a year ago still is strongly imprinted in my mind and sometimes I forget just how much he's grown. Sometimes I'll pass a newborn in the grocers and think aww a new baby just like my lil O but look down at my boy and realize that he is anything but small or new. Or I will have moments when nursing, holding on to memories of his small swaddled body but quickly realize his body is now spilling over my lap with kicking legs full of energy. There just isn't too much baby left in him anymore but somehow I still can't seem to let go of the image of my tiny newborn baby. I think he will truly always be that for me even when his 37. It may sound corny but its so so true. However as a mother I must constantly change the image I have of my son and our relationship as I must remind myself that he is not an extension of myself but a growing individual. So yes in my heart he will always be the precious baby boy that I cradled in my arms on his very first birth day but also I will welcome each and every new stage because I love him more that words can say.
There were a few specific moments this past weekend that really resonated with me of his entering toddlerhood. First off Owen's now really getting the hang of walking. Here is a new video of him having some fun at Together in the Park
Secondly we bought Owen his first wet suit and of course had to go give it a test run. So we headed to the beach and got him all suited up. Luckily putting a wet suit on a baby isn't as hard as putting on your own wet suit since they aren't as tight. Then we were off to go have some fun in the waves and of course have a go on Papa's surf board.
Lastly Owen got his very first boo boo this past weekend (boo boo's are a sure sign of toddlerhood!). He tripped on his way out to the patio and fell face first into the patio door. My poor baby was so sad but after a lil milk, some hugs, kisses and some dancing to some favorite mothersong tunes he was back to his happy energetic self. Although he has been noticeably more cautious when going through the patio door now. I'm glad to see him learn from his ouchies! Oh toddlerhood! We shall see what new adventures it will bring us in the coming weeks and months.