you grew up again today. i don't know how many more of these days we can take. your fingers are longer, your thighs are chunkier, i didn't think your lips could get any more lush but apparently i thought wrong.
you are thoroughly convinced that you can communicate with us just fine. which, in reality, you do. you get held, you get fed, and you get LOTS of attention. not much else you need. it's the movie commentary where we fail to translate. but we still listen and pretend.
i decided to start sleep training this week. you cried for two nights and i spent them both in the bathroom with the water running. you did great the third night and slept for 6 hours straight. but tonight, daddy and i both broke down and decided it wasn't time for us yet. so, i went in to pick you up. you changed immediately. you stared into my eyes and time stopped. i saw your spirit and i saw that you knew me. i saw that you will know me better than i know myself and i'll know you in that same way. i saw that i was all you need, and your bright gaze soaked in mine. you came to earth in my arms all over again in that moment.
so, it's okay that you grew up today. but only if we can have that moment at the end of the day every time.
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