A Baby and a Boy

Having a baby the third time around, you might think that each milestone would be a little less, well, milestone-ish. But in a funny way, it’s all the more poignant. You have new measures for how quickly time goes, so you want to hold on a bit longer to each moment. To each itty-bitty babyism.

This week (an emotional one, of course, with so many great things coming to an end), I’ve been thinking a lot about the fascinating circle of life that I’m witnessing between Pink and Big.

There are the stark differences.

As Pink’s poor little gums swell up and new teeth break through, Big spends the day wiggling his baby teeth, begging them to move on.

As Pink holds her arms out, longing for the comfort of mom, Big resists each and every hug in an effort to prove he’s much more independent now.

As Pink stands on her little feet, unsteady and unsure of her own strength, Big stands a bit taller and more firm, suddenly confident in who he is and what he can do.

As Pink’s cheeks and legs are puffy and rolly, almost every sign of Big’s baby fat has disappeared into thin air.

And while there’s no denying how different things are with each of them, somehow, there are amazing parallels as well.

As Pink works to turn sounds into words, Big works to turn the written word into stories—both longing for a new way to express themselves.

As Pink stops to look at each leaf, wondering how it will fit into her mouth, Big stops to look at each bug, wondering how it fits into nature.

And, my personal favorite…as Pink wakes up looking down the hall for her brother, Big wakes up asking if he can go greet Pink in her crib.

And that, the love they have for each other, is the one thing I hope never changes. Because goodness knows, almost everything else about their babyhood will. Far too quickly.

 

This post is sponsored by Disney Baby. I’ll be joining the Disney Baby blogging team next month, and look forward to sharing these kinds of stories (projects/ideas/etc) with you over there! Stay tuned for more details!