Then I blinked, and this is him today:
No kidding, folks, it happened that fast.
I had four months of maternity leave when he was born, and I spent most of it holding him, as though I could bank that time for when I had to go back to work.
Silver lining time (I always have one): Being away from him all day, I didn't see him ease into each little developmental milestone; instead, I was surprised with a hit right between the eyes by them.
On his first Halloween, which was less than two weeks after I returned to work, I dressed him in a little clown costume he had been given as a gift (because I swear to GOD I would never have purchased a clown costume for him myself), then sat him on the floor, holding him in a sitting position with one hand while I got ready to take a picture with the other hand. As soon as I had the camera pointed and ready to go, I quickly let go of him, hoping to snap a picture of him in a sitting position before he toppled over. Only he didn't fall. He sat there, propping himself up with one hand.
"How long have you been able to do THAT?" I asked him.
He continued to sit and drool a little. He could sit up and I DIDN'T KNOW, because he was at daycare all day. BAM! Right between the eyes.
When he was six months old, I was dying from a sinus infection and pink eye (which, miraculously, I did not pass on to my son, even while breastfeeding him). One evening, while I was lying on my side on the couch, feeling miserable and sorry for myself, he crawled over to me. I was gazing down at the top of his ginger head through my filmy, pink-eye infected eyes when suddenly, he rose, pulling himself up on the edge of the couch and standing there grinning at me. A few minutes later, he lowered himself back to the ground, only to pull himself up again, and not only stand there but also to cruise a few steps along the couch.
"When did you learn how to do THAT?"
He was around 20 months old and was sitting on the couch with me while I read to him. He pointed a finger about an inch from my eyeball and said, "Mommy. Eyes. Geen"
"Mommy, Eyes. Geen," he repeated.
"Yesss, Mommy's eyes ARE green. How did you know that?" I pointed to the blue couch. "What color is this?"
That's two correct. Is it a fluke?
I continued to quiz him, with him accurately telling me the color of different items as I pointed to them.
I was beyond surprised.
And then I blinked. And now he's graduating from high school.
He's graduating with honors, giving a commencement speech, planning to become an interventional cardiologist.
Nothing surprises me about this. Nothing at all.
Linking to Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop. Prompt #2 - Share something your child said or did that surprised you.