This is horrible

Let me just go ahead and get this out of the way...YES, I am blogging.  No, it will not be ALL about Mallory, but a lot of it will (today's post is).

So, Mallory is officially walking!  She's been taking one or two steps by herself for a month now.  But today it happened.  I came home from a Rotary Meeting and my MIL told me that she posted a picture of Mallory walking on Facebook. She did pretty good in it too...baby girl took like 5 steps all by herself.  Yay! Mallory.  She wasn't done though.  Let me just say that when this girl learns a new skill she loves to practice (practice makes perfect, right !?!).  I've been woken from my slumber on more than one occasion because mommy's little angel wants to show me her new trick.  Clapping at 4 am - we must! 2 am session of crawling in the crib...happened twice.  You get the picture.

Anyways, like I was saying I came home from the Rotary Club and of course Mallory was practicing walking.  I went to grab a drink of water and came back to find my baby, my ten month four day old baby, walking to the front door, only to reach it and turn around to walk back to me.  She clapped for herself and giggled with excitement.  What did I do?  I cried.  There were tears of joy, but mostly tears of sadness.  Of course, I am excited that my baby is developmentally on track.  But...THIS, this means she is not a baby forever.  This means that she's going to grow up to accomplish great things and be the first woman President.  Or she's going to grow up to find a cure for cancer.  This means that in two months Productive Parenting will e-mail me activities for a toddler and not an infant.  THIS is horrible.

I knew this day would come.  Before I had Mallory I dreamed it.  However, I pictured only excitement and joy, I was not prepared for a tinge of sadness to enter every time she reached a new really big milestone.  I was also not prepared to learn so much from a ten month old.  In her ten months of life she has learned to smile, clap, roll over, crawl, walk (sigh). feed herself, say about 8 words (still no mama though), bounce up and down to the beat of music, and do a lot of other really neat stuff that I, for one, take for granted every day.

I have learned or re-learned that this world is a great big place full of excitement and wonder, how to love unconditionally, that God really is everywhere and present in our everyday life, and a lot more that  I can't write about anymore because Mallory just walked over to me and wants to play.  Maybe this isn't so horrible after all.  :)