Two nights ago, my youngest, last baby slept in her “big girl” bed for the first time. Not long before, she started demanding to sit at the kitchen table instead of in her high chair. My little PlaytexBaby isn’t such a baby anymore. She’s growing up. As much as I tried to keep her a “baby” as long as I could, time (like the thief it is) swept in and turned her into a little girl. I know I say that a lot. I’ve come to realize that I really struggle with the passing of time.
E’s ascend into “big-girl-hood,” as bittersweet as it may be, is a reminder that although the baby milestones are coming to a close, so many firsts still lie ahead. My four-year-old recently started ballet, for instance, and I hope to never forget her excitement on that February Monday, or how proud I know I’ll be during her first recital in just over a month. Then there will be her first day of Kindergarten, her first dance, her first date, etc. Even when they’re full-grown women, starting families of their own, there will still be lots of firsts I’ll get to enjoy with my girls: the first time they find out they’re going to be moms, the first time they register for baby things, and the first time they ask for advice – #ForBetterBeginnings.
See, the firsts are fewer and farther between these days. So instead of focusing on major milestones, I plan to start focusing on and appreciating the everyday firsts – like the first time E said “I love you, Mommy” without being prompted, which also happened two nights ago (be still my heart). A recent first we enjoyed as a family was our first picnic of the year to kick-off to Spring; it was complete with PB&J eating, trampoline jumping, bubble blowing, and “soccer” playing – all in our back yard – until the sunset. It was so simple but so fun, and a first we can enjoy every year.
It’s the little, simple firsts that make being a mom – a #PlaytexMom – so fun. Now that I don’t have to rush off to an office every day, the “little” firsts are the ones I’ll get to experience most often. And for that, I’m more than grateful.
Time is a thief but it’s also a gift. Cheers to the simple firsts.