Before you put out a 911 emerg call, H is totally fine and (hopefully) asleep in his room right now. But, as you can see from the pic above…I came to the shocking conclusion that he is no longer a baby!
Tres obvious, I know. But it’s like when you’re growing your hair and it seems like its taking forever and then bam – a year later you’re walking around with a full-on mane and you didn’t even realize.
Time plays tricks on you, and I’ve found this to be especially true as a parent.
From the early days where everything is a speedy blur of feedings, sleepings, cryings, changings…to a few months in, when every hour seems like its an eternity…to right now where, 18 months later we have a full-grown toddler on our hands.
H has had his outspoken and enthusiastic personality from the get-go. Amplify that by 900 and you’ve got an active, super happy (unless sick) lil dood. I realized today (when he was running down a hill, falling and laughing…then doing it a trillion times over) that he was a total boy. And I felt a smidge of a choke-up as he ran away from me instead of crawling towards me.
But overall I am just completely amazed that time has flown by (they always tell you it does, but trust me…for real…it does!!!) and I’m happy that we’ve managed to ‘cherish the moments’ as per the wise advice of many an experienced parental unit.
Its just totally bizarre and awesome – Toddler time and everything that comes with it 
