Last night when I was putting Katie to bed, I was running through a long list of things that I needed to do that night.
- Wash the bottles
- Prep her daycare bag
- Don’t forgot to send in a can of backup formula!
- Clean up from dinner – Cheerios and chicken all over the floor
- Put away Katie’s toys
As the list got longer and Katie became more restless with the bottle (add “sterilize level 3 bottle nipples” to that list) and started hitting me with her kitty wubbanub, I grew frustrated.
But then she finished her bottle and with the pacifier in her mouth she snuggled up in my arms and was fast asleep. I try to remind myself to put down the iPhone- blogs, twitter, Facebook, and Instagram can, and should, all wait.
Because the truth is that Katie will be 10 months old on Sunday and she is already seeming more and more like a toddler and less like a baby. Just that night she stood for about 5 seconds in her own. And sooner than I know (and probably realize), she won’t tolerate me rocking her before bed.