I was so not ready for this, although I knew it was coming. Lilianna is walking now (as of a week ago). Not that I don't ADORE this stage. It is so darn cute! I can't help but smile from ear to ear to see my little drunken angel toddling to and fro trying to keep her balance. I love to see her proud face when she stumbles over to me and collapses in my arms! I love it! But this means IT'S OVER. She's not our little baby anymore! She's a toddler in the making! So, yes I cried real tears of sorrow and regret for ever wanting her to walk... for ever wanting anything but kisses to land on her tiny untainted feet; now instead they touch the ground. Here I am a little over emotional about this. But this is my last, the last baby- the very last time I will experience such innocent delight... and this is her first... her first steps away from me. Many more are to come- the first steps to preschool, the first to kindergarten and so on until hopefully one day... down the aisle with Daddy by her side. Children are for letting go into the world. I know this... and even though baby humans have the longest gestation into adulthood... right now I feel like it's too short.
Today I am grateful that my kids still need me and they still want me. As mundane as being mommy can seem -the messy house, the sink full of dishes, the disciplining, the tantrums, schedules, boo-boos, and the never ending laundry... I get paid so much better than all the riches in the world. I get wet kisses, warm hugs, genuine I love you's, endearing "MA-MA"s, and a house full of joy. Chaos, but joy! I couldn't even dream of anything better.
“It is no small thing when they, who are so fresh from God, love us.” Charles Dickens