I am blessed with a little man, Arlis James Kelley. He is now 2 years old.
When Arlis was first born, a week would go by and I would panic. Newborns are newborns for just a flicker of time and between figuring out what in the world this little creature needed from me and how to feed him and dress him and keep him from harm...I felt like I was rushing all the time. Then I would sit and cry as I realized how I rushed through the week and my newborn was a week older. He wasn't going to make those precious, squeaky sounds forever. He wasn't going to let me hold him while he slept for the rest of his life. On top of it all, when you are a new parent, you get SO much unsolicited advice from SO many people....you better enjoy this and you better enjoy that because they won't be this young/cute/cuddly/sweet/small/good/nice-smelling forever....as red strobe lights and alarms explode in your head and more sand empties from the proverbial hourglass.
Finally Jonathan and I sat down and decided we would take every day and live it for what it was worth. While Arlis was a little slug, we would enjoy him being a slug. And when he got older we wouldn't regret that he wasn't a slug, but celebrate that his personality was emerging...and then he was smiling....and then crawling, creeping, walking, talking. On each step, instead of mourning the loss of the last step, we were joyful about his accomplishment and the new chapter. Yes, they do grow up quickly. But instead of regretting this fact that we can't change, we decided to embrace it....which is why I'm one of "those" moms.
And now my little spawn...Baby Arlis...isn't a baby. I have to be honest, part of me is like, hm! You embracing this? How's that working for ya now? He's a little boy and the Baby is almost gone. I had lunch this week with a friend I hadn't seen in 10 years. She wanted to see all the pictures of Arlis that I had. As she scrolled through them it was kind of like a review of his little life. I was both incredibly happy and proud of my boy but I'll admit it, I also was a bit wistful. He's my baby. The little human who made me a mother. It's tough to say goodbye to these precious days. But I'm choosing to embrace it. So here is a little review of Arlis's second year. To CELEBRATE!
Learned To Dance
Had Too Much Christmas
First Football Practice
Jammed On His Keyboard
First Baby Powder Incident
Trip To The Florida Aquarium With Meme & Pepe
Had Some Disney Fun
Flirted With The Ladies
Read Some Books
Got Ear Tubes :(
Played In the Rain
Danced The Polka In Germany At Epcot
Said "I Love You"
Learned What The Letter "D" Says
Enjoyed Playing His Instruments
Counted To 6
Took Pappy's Truck For A Spin
Played Piano With Amelia
Got In touch With His Inner Cowboy
Spent Time With Amelia
First Time On The Slip N Slide
Lived It Up In Miami
Had A Nuclear Baby Powder Incident
First Coconut Race
Enjoyed The Sunshine...In Daddy's Glasses
Swept Up With Amelia
Sat On Pappy's Harley
Attended Pappy's Last Kidtricity Service
Spent Lots Of Time With Pappy & YaYa
Painted A Pumpkin
Was The Count For Halloween
Flew Planes With Pepe
Super Baby! Big Boy!
Used the potty! (No pic needed)
Became a little boy. Happy Birthday, Arlis! We love you!