Posted by on Feb 23, 2011 in crying, growing, new mom | 6 comments

Like the fact that my kid can sit on his own for about two seconds before toppling over.

Yeah, that made me cry.

Because just a few months ago, he didn’t do much more than eat, sleep and suck on his binky. And now he chats all.the.time and puts weight on his legs when you stand him up. He eats oatmeal (well, sort of). He smiles when I walk into a room. He studies his father so intently that I can already tell he wants to be just like him.

When he reaches for a bottle and guides it into his mouth, I tear up. Because he’s so big and I’m already forgetting how he looked all snuggled up in my arms when he was just a tiny week old.

When he pushes a button on a toy and it plays a song for him, my heart aches. Because before you know it, he’ll be turning a key in the ignition of my car and I’ll be panicking about texting and driving and all the maniacs on the freeways.

It might sound like I’m getting ahead of myself, but just yesterday he was too small for newborn clothes and today he is outgrowing yet another sleeper, a onesie and a bib that we love.

I don’t want to be cliché and all OhTheyGrowUpSoFaaaast, but at times, my brain threatens to shut down because it cannot comprehend all the changes. How can he be slumped over, legs dangling in his froggy activity center one day and then sitting up in it and nearly touching the floor with his feet the next day? No. This. Is. Not. Possible.

I don’t think it will be the big things that affect me the most. Everyone expects you to be misty-eyed when your kid graduates from high school or when he kisses his bride. Sure, that’s intense. But what about the first time he tells you a joke and it’s funny? What about the first time he disagrees with a play call during a Penn State football game? What about the moment when you realize you need him to grab something out of the cabinet above the fridge — because he’s tall enough to reach it and you aren’t.

This is when you realize he’s developing his personality, he’s thinking critically, he’s growing into a man. Does your head just explode?

Ryan, circa October 2010

Ryan, circa February 2011

Poor kid. I think it’s pretty clear that he’s in for many years of Unexpected And Irrational Mom Tears.