All moms know it's tiring to carry our kids especially once they are over 35 lbs. My gordo weighed over 7lbs when he was born.
I never had issues carrying him till he was about 5. I got home one day and he was asleep. I went to take him out of the car and crap I couldn't pick him up. Poor baby I had to wake him up and make him walk in the house.
In my mind he was still the size of the picture above. I was so upset I couldn't pick up my baby. WTF was wrong with me. My little man had grown too fast. I missed these days of when I would just pick him up and carry him all the time. I remember when he was small people would say don't carry him to much then that's all he's ever going to want. I never listened every time the kid would cry there I would go running to get him. My reason behind it was fuck it he's my only kid why should I let him cry that's just mean! I'm glad I didn't listen to them.
It hadn't dawned on me that one day I wouldn't be able to carry him from the car into the house. How sad. He was no longer baby size or atleast a size that I could carry anymore. I just carried my daughter up the stairs she weighs about 35 lbs and is 3. She's pretty tall for her age and growing fast. I don't even wanna think of the day I try to pick her up and can't! Ahhhh! She's still this lil baby to me.
Tiny lil baby Lala. I miss that and soon I'm gonna have to wake her up to bring her upstairs if she keeps growing so fast!
The picture above describes how I feel about him and his sister getting bigger!
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