Nostalgia

As I was rocking Noah to sleep last night I got a little nostalgic thinking about the stages he has gone through. It seems to have gone so quick from the little baby he was to this little toddler expressing his feeling and demands. First, the single syllables he would say (dadadadadada...), and then the babbling stage where he was just putting syllables together. Now he is actually saying words, although a lot I have not quite figured out yet. Pretty soon, he will be speaking in full sentences. I can't really pinpoint the times where he moved from one stage to the next, I just all of a sudden realize we have moved on and I feel such a sense of pride and joy, as well as a little sad. Not sad he is growing up, he is doing exactly as he should. Just sad that I feel I missed the little jump from one stage to the next. Like I wasn't paying quite enough attention. Maybe all mom's feel like that, but it makes me want to wrap my arms around him and embrace and cherish where he is now.