I've been meaning to do a Six Month post for Gavin. Just like I was meaning to do a Two Month post. But I'm not terribly interested in writing one. I know that someday I'm going to want to look back at all these milestones. My memory will become hazy, and it will be nice to have an artifact to remind me of what life is like. Well, future-me will just have to curse present-me (past-me?) for never getting around to it.
Gavin is still changing on an almost daily basis, but sometimes it seems like he's not making progress. Which isn't true, it's just that some of that progress is slower or more subtle than I can discern. Combine that with a tendency to think he's more advanced than he is (one I'm trying to fight back against so as not to place undue expectations on him), and I feel like I've been repeating myself for weeks. Gavin is close to crawling. (He has been close to crawling for a month now.) Gavin is teething. (He has been teething for ever.) Gavin comes up with a new sound every few days and repeats it over and over until he stumbles across another new sound. (Gavin has been doing this for months.)
The interesting bits are in the details. The day he managed to do a full push-up (or full upward dog). The fact that he's incorporating his lips in the sounds now. It's hard to capture in a blog post. Hard to distill it down to a snapshot of a person. It doesn't come close to painting the whole picture anyway.
So I'm looking for stories to tell. Trying to come up with anecdotes and vignettes that give a feeling for what life is like, even if they shed some of the details. And maybe this blog will end up being no better than my own memory. At least it will be me.
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