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Reflecting on the Time I Wish I Hadn’t Rushed Through Babyhood
In the whirlwind of the first few weeks after my son was born, I realized that my little girl, who was just 2 ½ years old, had transitioned from being my baby to a full-fledged little kid. There were several moments I could have taken to grieve the loss of her infancy: her first birthday, when I weaned her, the move from her crib to a big girl bed, and the day she began forming sentences rather than just babbling. Yet, surprisingly, none of these milestones hit me as hard as I expected. Instead, I found myself celebrating her growth, feeling a sense of relief with each step toward independence.
But recently, I’ve noticed little things that have left me with an uneasy feeling: her once-soft hands are now roughened from climbing playgrounds, her smooth legs are sprouting fine hairs, and the baby fat in her cheeks is fading as she runs around and chats nonstop. The moment that really got to me was starting her potty training. It struck me that this was the last remnant of her baby days—goodbye diapers. Sure, I’m relieved to save money and not have to change diapers anymore, but it feels like time is flying by, taking my baby with it.
Looking at my son, who is just 2 months old, I can’t help but feel the weight of parenting an infant. They cry for no reason and seem to resist sleep like it’s a game. When my daughter was an infant, I often wished for time to speed up, hoping for easier days ahead. I thought, “Hurry up and crawl, walk, talk.” It felt like a never-ending cycle of work until they could really engage with you. I know, I know, it sounds terrible, but let’s be honest—babies can be a bit dull.
Now, having witnessed the rapid changes from infancy to toddlerhood, I feel a twinge of regret for all the times I wished those moments away. In just two and a half years, my little girl has transformed from a helpless infant to a spirited little person. I’m grateful for this perspective, as it helps me savor every moment with my son. Yes, there’s a lot of diaper changes, spit-up, and sleepless nights, but there are also those heart-melting smiles and coos that make it all worthwhile. I’m determined to cherish these fleeting baby days. Thanks to my daughter, I’m ready to embrace every second.
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Summary:
In reflecting on the rapid transitions of her daughter from baby to toddler, a mother expresses regret for wishing away those early days. She now aims to fully embrace the babyhood of her son, cherishing each moment despite the challenges.