Babies really don't keep

My Kamden turns 6 months tomorrow. This week I keep reminding myself of that. SIX months! He's no longer on the uphill slope to 1. He's closer to 1 than he is to birth. On this day last year, very few people even knew that I was pregnant. It's crazy to think that here I am, one year later, with a little boy who smiles and giggles and kisses and screeches...all on purpose. I am blessed. My goal when he was born (as with both of the other kids) was to enjoy him fully. I feel like I get better at this with each baby. Maybe because with each baby I learn again that, like that poem says, "Babies don't keep." I've truly enjoyed this first 6 months of Kamden's life. I feel like he is the fussiest baby and yet I have handled his "fussies" better than I did with the other 2. I can truly say I've enjoyed this little boy to the fullest. and I'm a little sad that "babies don't keep"...so while he's still just 6 months old, I pledge to rock him when he lets me, snuggle him when he snuggles, and cherish every baby slobber kiss, hug, and smile. And when it's tempting to say "I can't wait til you can..." to remember that I really don't wish he'd grow up any faster than he is...even during his fussy 3 hours of the day. I'll take them. Mother, O' Mother, come shake out your cloth, Empty the dustpan, poison the moth. Hang out the washing, make up the bed, Sew on a button and butter the bread. Where is the mother whose house is so shocking? She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking. Oh, I've grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue, Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo. Dishes are waiting and bills are past due, Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek - peekaboo. The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew, And out in the yard there's a hullabaloo. But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo. Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue? Lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo. The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow, But children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow. So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep! I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep. ~ Ruth Hulbert Hamilton