What is it with me and my emotions when I have an eight-month old baby? Sometimes they get the better of me to the point I can’t enjoy the sweet little moments because I’m busy thinking they won’t be this small forever.
I did this with each of the boys around the same age as well. I think it has something to do with nursing coming to an end, hormones, and seeing her crawling and learning so quickly. It’s an exciting time, but also a time when I reflect and realize babyhood will be coming to an end. This one has hit me a little bit harder too because she is my last.
So I snuggle her during each feeding, smell her baby skin, hold her a little tighter. I know these emotions will pass, but I’ll still soak in all her babiness while I can.
Is there something emotional you are struggling with this week?
P.S. Here’s an interesting read on What Happens to a Woman’s Brain When She Becomes a Mother.