Tonight I realized that My Little Leah is quickly growing into My Leah. She and I were saying her prayers tonight and a thought just popped into my head, "Leah is SAYING her prayers." Yes, I have to prompt her but she speaks the words so clearly.
All of the sudden I flashed back to when she was 2 months old and colicky. I couldn't wait for her to grow out of the colicky stage. Then she was 9 months old and I wanted her to crawl, and she was 12 months old and I just wanted her to be able to walk and talk, then it was yesterday afternoon and I wanted her to be out of diapers.
Never before have the words of my oldest sister rung more true. My sisters, Tracy and Lisa, and I were all pregnant and due within 8 weeks of each other and my sister-in-law had a baby only 3 months afterwards. It was Baby Season in the McGee world. I remember that Tracy, Lisa and I were together at some point not too long after Lisa had Mckenzie (this would make Leah 2 months old, Fisher 4 weeks old, and Mckenzie 2 weeks old). We were all sitting around with our brand new babies, each sister holding a baby that wasn't her's. Tracy, the fourth-time mother, said, "You keep waiting and waiting for your first baby to grow up and then you have a 2nd one (and 3rd and 4th- and now 5th for her) and realize how short the baby stage really is. It just isn't fair that they are so little for such a short time."
Of course, I don't have a second child, but tonight I realized that my baby is a toddler. And in not too long she will be a 'kid', going to preschool and learning without me. As terrible as Leah's colicky months were, I wish I hadn't been mentally rushing her through those important times when she was totally dependent on Matt and myself.
Rereading this post, I hope it doesn't sound like too much of a downer. It's not meant to be. Tracy's comment, I believe, was followed by something like, "...it's great to have them grow up and watch them learn..." etc, etc. I do feel like most of the time, I can really cherish the moment IN the moment. You just look back and realize that all of the sudden the tiny 7 lb. 5 oz. newborn you could hold in one arm is now a 22 lb. Singer and Ultimate Fan of 'Mermen' (The Little Mermaid, for any of those wondering).
I love the stage Leah is in right now and wouldn't change how things have happened with her. But, maybe I can remember how I feel tonight and try to keep her 2 years old a little longer.