For the last baby, can we keep counting months forever?
Will “turning” 11 months has brought tons of fun growth and development for him, tons of nostalgia for me. It’s not sadness, necessarily. I’m very careful to focus on how pleased I am every time one of my kids hits a milestone, and I really am pleased for them. It’s just that I like almost all of the stages of babyhood so much, when things turn out to be the last time I feel nostalgic for how quickly things are going.
- The last time Will rode in his infant carrier.
- The last time we gave him a baby food pouch.
- The last time we quartered (yes) blueberries for him.
- The last time we gave him a bath in the sink.
None of it was intentional and we didn’t know in the moment that it was the last time, it just was.