June 16, 2011

When my older daughter was eight months old she took her first steps, well it was the day before she became nine months but telling people she was "walking" at eight months was always fun. My younger daughter got her first tooth at eight months. I wonder what my son would be doing.

Would he be a mover, always wanting to be in with his sisters and cousins? Would he be content to be waited on and just enjoy getting attention? Would I notice?

My life would be so different if he was here. I work because I don't have a little one that needs me to stay home. The girls leave toys out on the floor but there is no one to get into them. I should eat breakfast and not drink so much coffee but it's only me who suffers.

This week I've been feeling silly, I don't want to do laundry because it makes me think of all the clothes I don't have to wash. I don't want to do dishes because I keep thinking of the dishes I would be washing. I don't want to vacuum because I keep thinking he's not here crawling around picking things up off the carpet. Even though I know these are things I did before I even knew he was coming they seem so unimportant now that he is gone.