Something New

The fact that Little Miss is finally four whole months has been weighing heavily on me lately. With the other two as soon as they got to this point I was so ready to try cereal (a.k.a. wallpaper paste) out on them. I couldn't wait. Miss Thing didn't want much to do with it, it took her a couple of months. The Boy was all over it, smiling the whole time, he was so ready for it. I've been trying to figure out how I could stall with Little Miss, though. I'm wanting to somehow prolong all of these little "firsts," but I'm quickly learning she has other plans. The past few days she has been smacking her gums (picture old man w/o his dentures) which has been making me feel if nothing else curious about what she would do if we fed her a little cereal. So today I finally did it, I fed her a little cereal. Something that seems so inconsiquential, especially when I see it in writing, and yet in my head I have it worked up into this sort of right of passage thing. I think in my head it is as if this is changing her from newborn to baby.

The fact that this is our last time we will have this little "first" somehow keeps rearing it's ugly head. Ugly in that I wish I didn't think that way, ugly. As in I can't live my life this way, ugly. Ugly, ugly. Perhaps this little confession will help me let go of it (not always my strong suit, that letting go thing). I can send it out into the void and go back to enjoying Little Miss's face while she eats (it's really cute) and staying close while she discovers all of these new things (ahh the world of food!). Yes, I think I like that idea better.

By the way she did pretty good, for her first time...