My baby is not a baby anymore.

This is post was inspired  by mama Kat's writing workshop and one of her prompts : A moment you realized your child was growing up.  I thought about this for days and I couldn't think of one single moment, but  few "little" moments came to mind.

 It all started with him wanting to hold his own bottle during feeding time, then he wanted to hold his own spoon .... I was proud and I thought.. My baby is growing up.

Then came the I- don't -want- to- be- carried  phase and I was a little sad because I no longer had a baby to hold and I thought ... My baby is growing up. Its part of life.

Then there was the I- want- to- dress- myself phase, the I- want- to- help - you with everything phase, the 'mommy I want to do everything  alone ' phase and again I thought .. my baby is growing up.

The biggest moment came when I went to Ralphy's  pre-school and the teacher said  that  Ralphy would be going on his first field trip and I  said " what do you mean field trip? he's only a baby! Ralphy, that was standing by, looked at me straight in the eyes and said  " mommy I'm not a baby anymore, I'm a big boy."

And there  it was, the moment I was afraid would come too soon came and went, to confirm what I already knew, he is growing up... FAST.