I’m not ready yet. A year looms near and all the books say to wean, but I don’t go by the books. I go by her…and me. She’s not ready. She loves her baba…and won’t have anything to do with a sippy cup. I’m gunna miss her baba trance when it’s over.
I’ve entered into the almost-a-year zone, and I spend my days flipping through her baby book, looking at old pictures, and wondering where the time went. A year ago, I was lying on the couch watching the t.v. remote fall off my belly because she kicked so hard. Time, motherhood, babies, love…it’s all so amazing.