I heard the sweetest song on the radio on my way home from work today that spoke volumes to how I've felt watching Philip grow and change over the past few weeks. By Darius Rucker, of Hootie and the Blowfish fame, of all people!
Some lyrics to share:
He didn't have to wake up
He'd been up all night
Layin’ there in bed listenin’
To his new born baby cry
He makes a pot of coffee
He splashes water on his face
His wife gives him a kiss and says
It gonna be OK
It won’t be like this for long
One day soon we'll look back laughin’
At the week we brought her home
This phase is gonna fly by
So baby just hold on
‘Cause it won't be like this for long
Philip is learning how to crawl. He's actually "creeping" now. It happened overnight, I swear. I was in his room with him Sunday morning and we were playing on the floor. All of a sudden, he spotted the laundry basket on the floor across the room and began squirming towards it like an inch worm. I couldn't believe it! Now there's no stopping him.
In addition to his status as newly mobile, he's spending a lot more time playing (somewhat) independently on the floor. And so it begins. He's no longer interested in being in my lap. Well, the interest has been dwindling for months now as he's learned that almost everything else is more interesting than mom, but now trying to hold him in my lap is darn near impossible. He has the strength of a child three times his age!
While it's amazing and fun watching him grow and change every day and turn into his own little bona fide person, it's bittersweet knowing that every passing day takes me further away from "how things were" when we first brought him home, and those difficult and sleepless, but wonderful days and months that followed. I just have to remind myself, even on those days when I'm about to lose my mind after trying to put Philip back to sleep for the 3rd time in one night, that it really won't be like this for long, and to savor as many of these passing moments with my baby boy as I can.