Life in the Kurek household is always chaotic and busy, but as of late it’s seemed to reach a new level of busyness. And basically, that’s all thanks to our big little baby boy.
Matthew is seriously growing to fast. Not a day goes by that Damien or I joke about how we need to start putting bricks on M’s head to stop him from growing so fast. He’s a 4 month old babe (well, 5 days to go!) that’s completely in 6 month clothes with more than a few items of clothing ranging around the 9 month or 6-12 month mark. Yikes! And I don’t even want to get started on how much he eats.. Seriously, that boy has his Daddy’s hollow leg! We started him on solid food early because formula just wasn’t filling him up, and he just gobbles that down like he’s never tasted anything so good.
Besides being dumbfounded at how fast he’s growing, we’re also completely awed at his development.
Side note before continuing on: I’m not comparing him with other babies his age, because honestly each and every babe is unique in his or her growth, both physically and mentally, due to his or her needs, genetics and environment. I’m simply amazed at the process in which a baby learns. It’s absolutely the most fascinating thing I’ve ever watched!
For such a content baby, M is also a super busy babe. And he seems to have hit that age where if he’s not sleeping or eating, he needs something with which he can entertain himself. Damien and I got him a play mat. You know, one of those mats that have the criss-crossed bars over top from which toys hang down for the baby to play with. And besides a jolly jumper, our most recent purchase was an exersaucer that has music, toys, and all sorts of colourful lights that blink on and off to the beat of the music.
Honestly though, one of his favourite ‘toys’ of all is simply his mamma. And that’s something that I wouldn’t change for the world, no matter how exhausting it is, no matter how much I crave to have him play with some of his actual toys so that I can have some adult time, no matter how ‘busy’ it makes my day as I try to cram everything I need to get done into the short amount of time when he’s sleeping or actually playing by himself, no matter how long it seems to make the days.
Seeing my little boy grow so fast in front of my eyes is something that’s so bittersweet. It brings tears to my eyes every single time I take a second to think of it, including right now as I type. I know that each stage is more exciting than the next, and watching him develop is so darn amazing, but it’s also a little bit heartbreaking knowing that I won’t always be able to nuzzle my face into his warm neck rolls, or kiss and tickle his little toes, or have him stare at me like I’m his whole world.
But it’s good. Life is good. And most of all, our God is good.