Seven Weeks Old Today

LeoneSmilingIt’s hard to believe that Leone, who is sleeping peacefully on the bed as I write this, is seven weeks old today.

Part of me will never forgive my children for growing up so fast.

Ten-year-old Hesperus’s legs are so long that she can barely sit on my lap. She experiments with rolling her eyes, looks at me and says, “Uh, duh, Mom!”, and sometimes even shrugs off my hugs. Now that she’s 10 going on 14 we have a new way of spending time together. We rent the trashy movies I loved as a kid, musicals like “Footloose,” “Fame,” and “The Turning Point,” to watch secretly together. Hesperus tries to keep the bed from squeaking as she climbs quietly down from the top bunk and sneaks out of the room she shares with Athena and Etani. Then she tiptoes into the living room and we snuggle on the couch. With my oldest daughter, hugs and cuddles are out. John Travolta when he was trim and wearing polyester and his dancing sent a shiver down America’s spine, is in.

Perhaps it’s because Leone is our last baby, but I feel a keen desire for things to slow down. I remember charting every milestone with Hesperus, calling my dad eager for the information he couldn’t remember about when I could lift my head up, when I learned to roll over, when I said my first word. I looked forward to the day when she would talk in full sentences, take herself to the potty, and sleep through the night. But with Leone I’m not interested in reading books about baby development to see how she measures up. I don’t need her to learn to nap outside of my arms. I don’t want her eyes to change to their permanent color.

Yet, like all good children, she defies me. She coos now and likes a good conversation. “A-bu,” she says. “Haya.” These past few days she’s barely been fussing before settling down for nighttime sleep, and she’s outgrown almost all the 0-3 month clothes we have for her. Our size small Bumpkin cloth diapers barely fit. She’s even sprouting new hair.

I went to a La Leche League meeting last Thursday and there was a 2-week-old baby there. That baby was so tiny. Leone looked like a football player beside him.

Happy seven weeks Leone. I love you. But will you please slow down?

Cartoon courtesy of Heather Dowdee-Cushman.

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8 thoughts on “Seven Weeks Old Today”

  1. Time does go way too fast (says this mother of two twenty-something- almost-grown-ups) and oftentimes I ask myself how it passed in such a flash??!

  2. children do grow up so fast. but i think it’s also true that other people’s kids seem to grow faster than your own! love that smile on baby leone.

  3. I know, it’s such a poignant sadness. My oldest is a senior in high school, currently finishing up college apps. The night of Christmas she popped into the living room while my whole family was assembled and announced, only 180 days til my graduation! And I almost burst into tears. Yet I’m so proud of her, and so relieved that she’s made it safely thus far through the trials of adolescence. As my girls grew out of toddlerhood, I relished the newfound independence; now I dread every step out the door, even as I celebrate their growth and achievements. The crazy dance of parenting..
    .-= Melanie Haiken´s last blog ..The Perfect Healthy Getaway: 5 Tips from Solage Calistoga =-.

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