Today Dylan started walking while I was holding only one of his hands. Before today if you let go of one of his hands he would just sit down. But we went to Baysgarth Park this afternoon and there was an adorable little 2 year old named Tim there. He had big brown eyes and the curliest blond hair you've ever seen. Dylan thought he was pretty cool and tried to imitate him walking. Tim thought Dylan was pretty cool and started crawling by the time he and his mum left.
My little baby is growing up so fast! He's going to be walking before I know it. Next thing I know, he'll be starting college!
Today I started going through Dylan's old baby clothes. I'm seperating them according to age so if we have another boy it will be easy to get clothes out and if we have a girl it will be easier to either try to sell the clothes or give them away to friends who (might) have a boy. I was looking at some of his old sleep suits and was amazed that he used to fit in to them. Was he ever that tiny?
I'm actually starting to look forward to having another tiny baby. I was so depressed and lonely after Dylan was born, and I never said anything to anyone about it. I just suffered silently and felt guilty, and so I don't think I enjoyed him as a tiny baby as much as I could have. I'm not going to let that happen this time. I am going to treasure every moment--especially since this will be our last baby if I have to have another c-section.