Wednesday, April 18, 2007

 

The Times They are A Changin'

Mae is a scooterbug. She's not exactly crawling yet, but she's thisclose. She gets up into a kind of downward dog yoga pose (only with more drooling and babbling), planting her elbows (or face) on the floor, putting her toes down, then straightening her legs to push up. Then she kind of scoots herself forward, or else rolls sideways. She's been working on it for ages now.

I think that's why I haven't written much lately. The changes are happening constantly, but also so gradually that it's hard to spot them.

Like how she puts a hand on your arm now to let you know she'd like your attention. Or the way she's figured out that her toy hammer makes a bang-bang-sproing sound when you bang it. How she's so good at sitting up that she hardly ever falls over. The way she likes to turn the entire toy box upside-down so all the stuff will fall out at once. How she's got two teeth (which I think I forgot to mention) and eats beans. How she sometimes covers her ears when you warn her there's a "big noise" coming. Plus, she's got a little kid look about her now.

I see people pushing strollers with little babies in them and think, I wonder what that's like? It's so crazy how fast it goes, and how quickly you forget each stage and become an expert on exactly the stage your baby is at right now which, thankfully, is all you really need to know anyway.

One of the momfriends said something very insightful the other day (those momfriends are so smart). She said she credits motherhood with helping her to slow down a little, and to chill out a lot. "Everything is a stage," she said, sounding amazed. "It'll all pass."

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