My baby is growing up!
Kellen has officially mastered the "traditional" crawl and has finally started pulling up on things. Play has become much
more intentional. He pushes the buttons on his cell phone and holds it to his shoulder while "talking" to grandma, points to pictures in books and babbles like he is reading, stacks his rings, and tries to put blocks in the shape organizer. We are also down to one nursing a day, which I will probably drop at the beginning of next week.

All of these changes, combined with the hormones from weaning, have made me extra emotional lately.
The other day I devised a plan to take Kellen's pacifier away from him at night. In the middle of telling Tandon my plan, I started to cry. I couldn't figure out why I was crying, except that taking the pacifier away was just one more sign that Kellen is growing up.
He no longer needs me for nourishment. Soon, he will not need me for mobility. And before I know it, he will be bigger than me and making plans to move out!
My prayer is that as we progress through this thing called parenting, I will be able to make the majority of my decisions with my brain and not my heart.
3 comments:
Doesn't it seem like they don't change for a while and then all at once they change a ton!!! I'm glad that you let your heart win on the pacifier decision. He may need that (just as much as you :)) when you drop the last feeding. And...he will always need his mom in some form! Hang in there! It is so bittersweet watching them grow.
Well, heck, go for another kid. Pregnancy is sooo fun! :-x
I knew he could do it when he decided he wanted to. When he starts talking, it will probably be in paragraphs. Why say much until you have something to say, right!?!? Way to go, Mr K!!
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