I am trying to enjoy his little triumphs, choosing not to dwell on the fact that this might be it for us. Another baby? We just aren't sure. And so while it may be River's first time eating real food, it also might be our last time giving our baby real food for the first time. Which sounds like an insane thing to consider but that's just where my head is this week. Trying to wrap my brain around the fact that life is moving FAST and this is one chapter I never want to forget. I am in no hurry for this phase to evolve into something else. I love being a mama to a baby, this baby, and I am so happy in my life right now.
He's a good one, our River. He is happy and sweet and loves to give kisses. He lets me hold him and rock him and hug him as much as I want and I do so as much as I can. The big sisters are his best playmates, though, and the three of them can often be found on the living room rug playing and talking and entertaining each other. I credit the quickness of his firsts to the fact that he is trying to keep up with them, working hard at being able to follow them wherever they go.
River has learned to sit up.
River has learned to crawl.
River ate his first real food.
And he even pulled up for the first time, proudly smiling and showing off his first two teeth.
"The days are long but the years are short" my grandmother always used to say. And she was right. A year full of firsts, each day bringing changes and growth and a brand new little person learning his way around this world. It is a miracle to witness so much life unfolding right before our eyes, to see the day to day adventures that make up a child's first year.