Two baby moments happened this weekend that I just can’t stop thinking about.
The first was more comedic and the second was a heartfelt moment I will never forget. One of the most heartfelt moments I have shared with Rylee and Brett since she has come into our lives. Both moments were ones in which I saw a real look into the future of what she may be like as she grows older.
I am pretty sure I was warned about this, which is why I found it so funny and a good look into the future. Any time someone has told me something that actually happens in terms of parenting now, I always take a minute to think about every other piece of advice I have been given to make sure I am prepared for the next phase. And instead of frustration, I just laugh, laugh, laugh.
Rylee is now in the “I can’t sit still for a second” phase — that includes getting dressed and especially getting her diaper changed. It’s like dressing an acrobat… while she is doing acrobatics.
Ok, watching her crawl off with her face half way through her t-shirt was pretty funny.
But yesterday, she rolled over and tried to make her getaway in the middle of a diaper change, with a poop stuck to her back!
Ok, ok… still pretty funny. I did laugh at the time too, only after a “Oh shoot!” moment and a scramble for another baby wipe. And then I had to put on the diaper as she crawled out of the room, which was an interesting challenge.
And she isn’t even walking yet, so I can definitely take this as a glimpse (or a warning for preparation) for the future.
I feel as though I saw Rylee five years from now in this next moment.
Brett and I were on the couch and realized that Rylee loves to crawl over to where we are and pick herself up to a standing position while leaning against it. She is always perfectly content while she is standing there and looking at us and grabbing for the remote and such.
Well this particular time, she brought one of her favorite balls with her, from her dinosaur game that bounces them around to music and spits them out of his mouth. It was the orange one.
She was standing there against the couch in between Brett and I with her orange ball in her hand when she handed it to Brett. Brett said, ‘Thank you,” and rolled it back over to her. She picked it up, looked over at me and then handed the ball over to me. I said, “Oh, thank you so much Rylee!” and rolled it back over to her. She then handed it back over to Brett for his turn.
This happened several times until Brett and I looked at each other with a glimmer in our eyes, tearing up with happiness.
I just kept thinking to myself how sweet that was that she was sharing her ball with us and alternating between mommy and daddy. It made me think of what she will be like in 5 years and if these are early signs of her being a sharing, loving little girl.
I hope she is.
I’ll never forget that moment we shared, and I am sure that I will be thinking about it often as she continues to grow.