Look at him, he is a big boy now, no longer a baby…
He’s turned 2 in July and in the space of a summer he’s changed massively. I mean he grew nearly 4 centimetres in 3 months, managed to grow feet that no longer fit in any shoes (not even the 2 new pairs that fitted him great in the shop 4 weeks ago) and no trousers or jumpers are long enough.
He now walks, no longer run on the pavement and yes he stays on the pavement! He even stops before the road and holds my hands or let me carry him.
He will be starting preschool in 2 weeks… I have tears in my eyes just saying this. I was sort of hoping in a totally selfish way that he would be allocated a space slightly earlier than expected, but when I got the call yesterday morning to confirm it I nearly cried…
It is funny how I praise Elliott for every steps he takes and I silently cry at every ones Victor takes. Each time it is a part of me that waves good bye to a little bit of their childhood…
Eye test
Who's the winner?
Oh honey, I feel the same! I remember praising and encouraging Oliver to move forward to each new stage. Catherine on the other hand is zooming ahead and I'm thinking 'hang on, not so fast!' It's a funny feeling as we know it's so right for them, and every step they take towards that eventual independence means that we're doing a great job, but that doesn't stop it from tugging at tears…
I'm feeling the same at the minute, as my 2 and 4 year old are both starting school and Nursery this September.
I even talked to hubby last night about having another baby!! And I never thought i'd be saying that again
He he! same here, I have started having thoughts of another baby and I thought I was sure we were done with it… only the future will tell
It seems that the second one does everything far too quickly and it is so scary at times. I sometime wish I had magic powers allowing me to dive back into the past and relive those magic baby moments that I loved so much, not just in my mind but for real…
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Hope all is well for you, catching up with everything and feeling quite overwhelmed but looked at your video and loving it
I'm having a moment of realisation here! My second boy is just four months at the moment, and reading your post it's hit me that I'll never have a little helpless newborn baby again, when he starts to walk I'll never have a crawling baby again, and all the rest (first tastes, first words…). I'm looking forward to the future with two children who can walk and talk and toilet themselves (!) but I must remember to treasure the baby days too.
Absolutely you MUST! I remember through Victor's first year that I regularly had moments when I suddenly felt “bloody hell, where has the time gone?!”
Cherish it, it is different but as good if not better at times x
Awww. You'll be alright, sweetie. As soon as you put your dancing shoes on and paint the town red, you'll be happy that he won't need you each and every minute.
PS: Am looking forward to that music post tomorrow. Colbie is driving me mad by now. Ahhhhhhhhhh…
[...] both started preschool last week. It was a return to school for you Elliott and it was a start for you Victor. I should probably tell you that it was hard to see you go, that I cried and didn’t want it to [...]