Where does the time go?

Where does the time go? This is a question that I ask myself multiple times a day. Pre-Ralph, I used to think that time flew by. Now that Ralph is here, I feel like I am blinking and it is gone. Maybe it is because you count everything with a baby (weeks, moments, weight, growth) or just because everything you do with the baby is a blast? Who knows.

Last Friday, baby Ralph turned 10 months old (you can read his 10 month update here) and when I woke him up Friday morning for his first bottle I was somewhat sad. Sad that my new little baby is not really a baby anymore and also really taken back by how quickly this is all going. As I gave him his bottle, I just kept thinking that I cannot believe that in two short months we will be celebrating this little boys first birthday. A one year old??? I cannot even believe it because it really does seem like just yesterday that I wobbling around counting down the minutes until his arrival.

It’s weird say this but even though I am around Ralph all day every day, it is still not enough time. I feel like I need more snuggles and more baby kisses. Being a (new) parent makes you greedy with time (or at least me). I want to spend as much time with my sweet little boy as I can and to be totally honest, it is really hard to share him because I always want to be around and do not want to miss anything.

I have yet to not travel with Ralph but I know at some point, I am going to have to rip the bandaid off and go for it. They say it is always more difficult for the mother to leave the baby for the first time. I agree with that because I cannot even fathom leaving him yet! I was talking to my grandmother about this last weekend and she was telling me how hard it is to leave the first baby but she said once you get on that plane you will ask yourself why you haven’t done it sooner! I do believe her but I’m still waiting to leave him because I really don’t want to miss anything because he changes all the time!

To me, time is such a funny thing. Somethings seem to go slowly but others (specifically Ralph related) go so fast. I know time flies when you are having fun but does it ever slow down with your kids? Am I going to wake up one day and Ralph is grown and moving out?

My apologies for the somewhat dreary and verbose post. I just thought a lot about time this weekend and how much I appreciate all of the time I am able to spend with my baby. I am grateful to have a job that I can be at home and see him all the time but I sure do wish time would slow down!