Today, Momma Bear and Papa Bear have realised something. Something that has crept up on us as we’ve lived and loved our days. Something that really shouldn’t have been so shadowed and hidden. And yet, it feels as though change came knocking, unlocked the door and gracefully let itself in without us knowing. Today, change gave us a bruising. A slap, right across the face. Almost a wake up call. Don’t miss these days, these hours, these seconds. They will soon blur.
We have not been oblivious but we have also not necessarily noticed how drastic and quick a change it’s been. The days are long but the years are short and they have whisked past us in a blur of dandelion kisses and washing up liquid bubbles.
Our baby is gone and in her place stands a determined, happy and intelligent girl. It is as though our toddler has disappeared over night and been replaced with a growing and eager child. The beautiful baby face we giggled and laughed with, the soft skin we kissed and caressed has become bigger, stronger, better if possible.
A can all of sudden do things we had been helping her with for so long. No, not all of a sudden. These things have gradually been happening but we haven’t noticed the severe independence as she’s grown or recognised what these changes mean for our little girl. It happened slowly, over time but happened without us fully being aware. The changes simply became a part of life. A part of her. A has been learning and growing every moment, amidst our days of living and loving.
- A walks up and down stairs without our support
- She feeds herself without us prompting her to turn the fork the right way round
- A gets her own snacks from the kitchen larder
- She can make her own bed (although rarely does!)
- A chooses what she wants to play with, what she wants to watch or listen to
- Nappies and pull ups are gone
- Drinks are rarely spilt these days
- She can open and close doors at her behest
- She knows more words to songs than I do
Barely a Blink
They all said it. We heard the warnings but clearly didn’t heed them. They are babies for such a short time. But it’s shorter than that. It’s barely a blink. There will be a day when she won’t want us to pick her up, a day when I ask for a cuddle and I won’t get one. We can’t predict the last time situations, but they will happen.
And So For Tomorrow
I’m excited to see her strength, her determination, her strong will. I’m amazed to see her courage, bravery and tenacity. Every day there is something new, something bright, and something strong about her. I wonder who she will be, what she will do. I wonder will we be close as she grows older. I wonder will she always need me us as I need my Mum and Dad.
A is 3 in October. There is many a day when I forget how old she really is. I feel as though we only brought her home. We are only learning about her and how to be her parents. There are moments when gas bubbles remind me of her kicks when she was growing inside me. There are still days when I perk up straight because she’s called me Mummy and the name feels alien to me. There are nights when I see her in her bed, fast asleep, and am amazed that she’s actually here. And yet here she is, growing and learning and becoming someone new. Someone I will forever be proud of.
Momma Bear Pride
I’m proud to be your Momma Bear A. I am proud of the person you are becoming and I am honoured to watch you grow and guide you to the best of my ability. I hope to make you proud. Proud of the person I am, proud to stand alongside me and to tell everyone that I’m your Mum. As proud as I am of your grandparents – My parents, I am proud to be their daughter.