Monday, July 6, 2015

Mourning the No More Training Wheels Thing


So this video below, these clips below, are such sweet memories for me.  I can't quit watching it.



Preston asked us to take off his training wheels this weekend.  Now me, being the parent with the helicopter tendencies, said let's raise them first to see how he balances.  That lasted five minutes --- it was obvious that he was ready. 

I'm so proud of him, and I'm so happy to see him growing and developing.  It's almost like I can feel my heart swelling when I think about how happy I am for him and how much I love getting to be his mommy --- cheering him on.  There was that twinge of sadness mixed with shock, mixed with a little numbness though.  I mean how the hell did this happen so fast --- he's just a baby. 

One of the memories I have of my childhood was learning to ride my bike up and down our gravel drive way.  I just felt soooo old.  I have no idea how old I actually was, but I know I felt much older than four and a half years old.  All that said, mentally I just wasn't prepared for him to hit that milestone already. 

Congrats on your no-training-wheels success, Mr. P.  Yay for me for not crying in front on you or your dad.  I can't believe I let you do this (hello, helicopter!) -- that I actually encouraged you to do this.  I can't believe you did it so quickly.  I was expecting it to take you days, maybe weeks to learn to ride without training wheels.  Not five freaking minutes.  I can still remember giving you your first bottle (all 2 cc's of breast milk they finally allowed when you were in the ICU) just like it was yesterday.  Then it's the training wheels ... off they come.  I can't help but feel like you might just graduate and move out tomorrow.

Thanks for the reminder to enjoy every single moment and even appreciate the not-so-good ones because my babies aren't keeping.