New Skill

Baby Nick can now roll over from back to tummy! I was so excited when I saw him tonight, almost get completely over. I called to Nick to come watch, because I figured he would complete the roll and I wanted him to be able to see. Then Nick says, "Oh, he rolled over earlier tonight." (While I was at the concert.) He hadn't even bothered to tell me, didn't even find it important enough to remember.

I hate missing out on the firsts of my kids. I'm the mom, its my right to be there for their firsts. But how exciting it is to watch him grow and learn new things. I knew it wouldn't be long before he would be able to roll over. I still can't believe that he rolled over from tummy to back at only 26 days old. Now at 4 months, he is rolling both ways.

I was just telling my sister the other day, that if Baby Nick is anything like her kids, he could be walking in just five months! I can't imagine. Hopefully, he will give me a little more time, but I will try to be prepared for anything.

Something that will definitely happen in five months is my oldest son will turn three years old. For some reason, I am having a very difficult time accepting that. He will go from being classified as a toddler, to being classified as a pre-schooler. Maybe it's because I am still having a hard time accepting the fact that we live so far away and my kids are missing out on being with the extended family. I have the strongest desire to keep my kids from growing any further while we are away and waiting until they can be observed by all those who love them. I know it's not possible, and I enjoy watching them grow so much, I wouldn't want to have to wait, but it just doesn't seem fair.

The closer we get to Christmas, the more I miss our families. I know we will have a great Christmas, and it will be nice to see what traditions we start for our own family, but there is nothing better than getting together with those you love, and celebrate together. It's nice to be kept busy, and have so many loved ones around that you find yourself breathless by the end of the holidays. This year, I'll have nothing but time to breathe. After the chaos of opening gifts with a toddler, it will be over, nothing more to do, no one else to see.

And the later it gets, the more melancholy I get. I better go to bed before I cry myself to sleep again.