when the baby becomes a toddler

He wakes me every morning in precisely the same way; his belly on my face as he reaches for the glass of water or book or earrings that sit on my bedside table. I promptly lift him off me and he screeches on cue and then I flump back onto the pillow and wallow in the early morning-ness of it all.

The baby became the toddler far too soon.

He’s walking from chair to table and back to chair and grabbing things that were out-of-reach not that long ago. Just this past weekend he started climbing, too. He’s making his way to the top of the armchair, his little stick figure legs tentatively perched as he leans against the window and leaves kiss marks on the glass, completely oblivious to the fact that he is mere centimetres from falling.

There’s not time to dwell on the significant changes that have occurred over the past few weeks because I’m chasing him out of the bathroom and lifting him off the chair and making yet another plate of food for him to smoosh and chew and throw onto the floor. But I am acutely aware of the fact that Percy’s babyhood is dwindling. Surely not? But yes, really. He’s grown the quickest of the three; he needs to stay up to speed so those little legs of his are wasting no time. The once whimpering, scared newborn that was placed on my chest looking feeble and helpless is now fiercely independent and all too quick to leave my sight.

I naively presumed that toddlerhood was a good year away. Instead I find myself in that tricky in-between; wishing for a little more baby time while he fearlessly launches into babbling, toddling, falling, bumping, giggling phase.

He cut his first tooth today, he calls “mummummummum” when he wants me near and he shakes his head and wiggles his nappy bum when we play music.

In six weeks time he will be one. That was the fastest year of my life.

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  • Joelle Tiffin
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    It just goes too quickly doesn't it, Jodi. Beautifully written as always. Joelle x

  • Tin of tea
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    How i hear you! I have a 15 months old baby and a 3 months old too… I feel that in only a few weeks they'll look like twins!

  • Katie Haydock LifeOnVista
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    I always find the time before my little girl's birthdays very happy sad. So happy because she's growing beautifully and makes my life full and happy – and sad because I know that one day she will be too big to snuggle, play dolls and have picnics in her teepee xXx

  • Amandine Lambert
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    What a touching,beautiful post… Thank you!

  • Manon Doran
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    Love seeing your little one grow up from half way around the world. I had a moment like that this week with my 7 month old that wants to eat on his own, sit on his own, follow his older sister around…I became very present with his fleeting babyhood. Love it even in exhaustion.

  • Audrey
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    I find Eves is almost more child than toddler at 18 months…surely not but the younger siblings seem to keep up with the older ones & thus mature sooo fast! I feel your Mama pain xox

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