My baby is little. Well, not little compared to most babies his age, but he seems little to me. Especially compared to his 2 1/2 year old brother. I have mentioned before that Emmett is likely my last baby so I am doing my best to soak in this baby stage as much as possible. When Eli was a baby, I was so caught up in learning how to be a mom that I forgot to enjoy the little baby things he did. Since I know what I am doing this time around (HA!) I have had more time to thoughtfully enjoy my baby.
While soaking in the baby-ness of little Emmett, I have realized that there are lots of things that make babies special. Things that I will miss when my baby grows up. Like socks. Little socks. How cute are they? Emmett is not a big fan of his pacifier, but likes to suck on his hands. He can’t quite get his thumb separated from his hand yet, but I bet when he figures that out he’ll be a thumb sucker. Those are some of the little things.
I know I’m going to miss holding my baby against my shoulder. Emmett gets hundreds of kisses a day in this position. His little head wobbling as he tries to hold it up himself. I can hear his intermittent breath as he struggles to control his movements. Sometimes I get an accidental slobbery kiss. Sometimes I get some surprise spit up. When I hold him that close I can smell him. Maybe it’s Johnson and Johnson’s baby shampoo….maybe it’s a smell that tells me it is time for a bath. I can see that his dark hair is starting to fall out and is being replaced by blonde peach fuzz. He might sneeze or yawn, either of which have to be the cutest thing ever. Some of my favorite moments of the day occur with my baby perched with his head on my shoulder.
In a short time, my baby will be able to hold his head up on his own. It will be easier to tote him around like that, but i’ll be sad that part of his baby-ness is gone. He won’t have to work so hard to control his movements. He’ll be ready to scoot across the floor and roll over instead of hang out on my shoulder. Of course I don’t want him to stay a baby forever. That is why I am trying to enjoy it while I can. While he is perfectly happy hanging out with me. On my shoulder.