Where did all the time go?!

Baby Miles


As the days go by, I realize how much a baby Miles is not. And I canʻt help but miss the days when all he needed was for me to nurse him. I donʻt know what was easier, all that nursing, or feeding him the meals we eat. I guess its cause at least with nursing, I knew he was getting the best nutrition. Miles is too clever for me to try to slip some brocoli into his macʻnʻcheese. I canʻt fool the baby anymore because heʻs not one. So sad, really. This week, we are just giving him regular soy milk, from the carton. No more formula. Bye-bye. Itʻs like the end of his baby era. Iʻm sure once the bottle is completely out of the picture, it will really feel like he is a grown-up. He might as well move out. I donʻt know why but besides feeling excited everytime he reaches another milestone, I also feel a lil sad that time is going by that fast. But back to the nursing thing, actually--Iʻm really glad that I did nurse him for about a year, but Iʻm also relieved to not be nursing him. I just remembered the other day at Rochambeau park (Milesʻ stomping grounds), I witnessed a toddler being nursed and throwing a fit, back nʻ forth, back nʻ forth. It seemed more challenging than ever. I canʻt imagine having to nurse this big boy in his present monster-form.

Nursing is no joke! No one told me how much work it really is--so I was really shocked in the beginning. You literally are bound to the baby by the breast. Itʻs a loving sacrafice but a sacrafice, indeed. Iʻm tellin you, I had to be alcohol-free and everthang! Anyways, Iʻm so glad that I did nurse Miles, it was full of bonding moments and calorie burnin sessions. That was the easiest way to work out, ever. All you do is sit there, feed them, and voila--you burned 500 calories, gave your baby all the nutrients, and connect with baby. Itʻs a whole package. Anyways, I donʻt know why Iʻm thinking of nursing. Maybe because I realize that itʻs also been a long time since I did that. Miles is so far from being the baby he was. He is such a big boy.

The other day, Justin woke up, decided to shave Milesʻ head, handed him soy-icecream & popped in a Bboy DVD to distract him, and shaved him clean. All his baby hair was on the floor! I was kind of in shock. Iʻm so attached. I was thinking, "Am I suppose to save this? Why did Aunty Ely save my cousinsʻ hair? What would I do with it if I saved it?! Itʻs his baby hair! Itʻs his first hair cut!" Geez, what a big deal I made in my mind....I ended up sweepin it up and throwing it out. No point in saving anything really...Iʻve been giving up his baby clothes. Iʻm not trying to save it for the next baby being...gotta make room for change and growth. Thatʻs what Iʻve been practicing (trying to at least!). Miles is now calbo. We are hoping that his hair grows out all even this time. When Rube-dude saw him calbo, he said, "Hey you donʻt look like a little boy but a big baby."