Ninja Kicks And Ankle Biting: My Baby Is Growing Up!

Help! My baby is growing up, and I can’t slow him down! 

I can’t be the only mom who lies in bed late at night thinking about all the milestones my son has accomplished in his short life.

Don’t get me wrong, I am SO proud of him and excited that everyday it seems like he’s learning something new. But sometimes, I just want to snuggle with him on the couch and kiss his forehead. Or sleep with him on my chest and listen to his light snores. I miss the days when he would lightly cry just because I put him down in his bassinet. 

Can I even call my 11 month old son my ‘baby’ anymore? When does he officially become a toddler? 

Growing up is tough on everyone; moms, dads, babies, oh my!

Now, my son shows me how much he loves me by biting my ankles with his newly grown in teeth. I try to snuggle with him and he pushes me away to chase after our dog and cats. He reaches out for me and I get excited because I think he wants a hug, but he just wants to pull my hair. He turns into a ninja when I dress him or change his diaper. I swear he has to be watching Kung fu movies when I’m not around!

For all the sadness I feel when I think about him becoming more independent, its hard not to feel good about my parenting skills. Sure, I still have no idea what I’m doing, but my son has one heck of a personality. And then I remember he’s MY son, and worry about him picking up some of my *ahem* less then stellar personality traits.

Lord help my husband the day he has to tell my son and I that we can’t have donuts for breakfast.

It’s been difficult accepting that my son is getting older. Sometimes, I find myself crying because I wish I could spend all my time with him. Other days I feel emotional because I wish that we could slow down time and relive his milestones. The amount of time I spend looking at his newborn photos is unmeasurable.

But for all that mourning of a time gone by, I’m reminded of everything else to come. My son is so close to walking by himself, and I’m 100% certain I will cry happy tears when that happens. The day he says mama and reaches out to me for a hug, watch out! The floodgates will definitely be opened. I can’t wait for the day I come home from work and he comes running and jumps in my arms.

Ok, so him growing up isn’t THAT bad. 

Besides, I’m currently planning his first birthday, and having so much fun! I keep telling myself all my crazy ideas are for him, but really, I just love planning parties.

So, for now, I’ll just keep Ben Folds song “Still Fighting It” on repeat. If anyone needs me, I’ll be reminiscing about the good ‘ole days of our snuggles, 10 months ago.