Who’s the Kid?
As I was dropping the girls off at the sitter on Friday, I looked into the back seat of the mom-mobile and saw this:
Holy freaking moly. My little Lucy isn’t a baby anymore. She’s more kid than baby. Look how long her legs are!
In my mind, Lucy has always seemed more baby-like since her hair really didn’t start coming in until a few months ago. It’s like I blinked and all of the sudden she is huge.
When she was a colicky newborn, screaming around the clock, people would always offer unsolicited anecdotal advice. Trust me, it flies by, they’d say. You will miss these times, they’d say. I swear it was enough to get someone punched in the throat. It was really hard at that point in my life to see a light at the end of the tunnel and feel confident that it wasn’t a train headed straight for me.
But maybe all of those really annoying folks are right. Clearly, infancy is fleeting.
