My daughter laughed and other woes

I'm sure the title has you confused. 

"Your daughter laughed and other woes?" you ask incredulously. "How is that a woe?"

​Well understandably confused reader, here's the thing. . .
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It means my daughter is growing up. Of course, that's amazing! She's meeting (and sometimes beating) her milestones, she's finally outgrown her newborn outfits (it took her 3 months, poor little munchkin. Blog post about that traumatic journey soon), and she is starting to investigate and explore the world around her in any way she can (mostly staring at things aggressively).

But it also makes me realise that the cuddles that I love, her passive acceptance of whatever I do to her ('you want me to a wear a bow mummy? ok. You want me to hold this rattle shaped like a handbag? Sure. You want me to do tummy time and roll again? HELL NO! I've already proved I know how to do that, i ain't doing it again!') and all those moments that I hate at the time (like over night feeds), when they stop I'll miss them so much. 

The last few nights, she's been sleeping through. This is the ultimate goal of any parent - being able to sleep for 7 hours straight without being woken up, right? But I actually cried after her dream feed last night knowing that I would be putting her into her cot and not seeing her again until the morning.

Gosh, how long do post-pregnancy hormones last for, because 4 months in and I am still an emotional wreck!

Let me know what you missed most as your children grew up, or what you think you'll one day miss. I know I'm going to miss all these little moments - the first laugh, the first smile and just having endless patience for this tiny little human. Soon she'll be running, jumping and (if she's anything like her parents) non-stop talking in private but then oh so shy, 'I-swear-she'- not-normally-like-this-at-home-haha' in public.

xx
​Me