Just right

I never really thought much about the speed at which we as humans "grow up." Matt jokes that he wants James to be potty trained tomorrow, and we both want him to learn to sleep through the night, and of course it will be nice when ____ (fill in the blank). As though we wanted him to hurry up.

I realized today that he is growing up at the speed of "just right." I can't imagine having come home with a baby that already knew how to roll from one side to the other. I could barely change a diaper without him peeing on us both. I can't imagine what I'd have done if the task had been further complicated the first couple of weeks by him rolling from side to side. And thank goodness he can't talk yet - I'm still working on controlling my speech to be child appropriate. Heaven forbid he repeat what I said in the car when I got cut off on the interstate yesterday.

Don't get me wrong - I miss the wee baby who couldn't stay awake long enough to finish eating and who fit in my arms quite perfectly. But I don't miss the total and complete sleep deprivation when he was getting up every other hour to eat.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that this family is growing together "just right" - both parents and baby. And isn't it amazing how that works out?