I guess I’m not quite ready to give up these monthly updates. It just seems that Emerson is changing more rapidly than ever before. I can’t keep up. So, I need a place to slow it down a little…
The past month has probably been the most exciting month yet. Certainly not the easiest….in fact, it’s been one of the toughest. But, the most exciting. We suddenly have this little person living with us—a walking, talking person full of character. After months of only being able to take a few steps, and then walking part-time, crawling part-time, Emerson finally gave up crawling all together.
The day I noticed Emerson was no longer taking breaks from walking by crawling was huge. In an instant, with a pair of new shoes placed on her feet for the first time, she was off and running. And part of me knows, she’ll never return. Not to the place and time when she was in my arms all day. Not to this sacred year (and nine months in utero) that she needed me to carry her. That moment woke me up to the reality that she is her own separate being. As obvious as that may seem, it’s not always so obvious to a mother. It can be difficult to distinguish the line that separates you and your babe when you share a body, or a breast, or a bed with them. But, there comes a day when it’s impossible to ignore. And it’s as thrilling as it is sad to realize. For I get to be an observer, watching my child blossom and create her own Universe. But, I will always want just one more sip of this unparalleled closeness.
Emerson has also developed a handy diversion tactic for times when she is caught doing something she is not supposed to. When she gets the “Emerson, what are you doing?” look from one of us, she immediately starts waving at us and saying, “hi, hi, hi!” over and over. As if to distract us with her enthusiastic welcome and cuteness. God help us.