“Where’d my baby go?”

NOAH

Last night I tried to cuddle with my baby. Okay, it’s hard for me to admit, but Noah’s not really a baby any more. Sure, he’ll always be my baby, but you know…

As I was saying, I tried to cuddle with him, as he squirmed and tried to escape my cuddles and kisses. He finally got away, full of giggles and a look of victorious delight but still only inches away from my reach.

“My baby’s gone. Where’d my baby go?” I said, on the verge of tears. Alright, I’ll be honest, I was teary-eyed.

Noah looked at me. “Your baby’s gone, Mommy? Your baby right here,” he said, pointing to himself.

Ah, when did my baby turn into a little boy?

Comments

  1. says

    Ha, I just decided I needed to stop working around the house and just snuggle up with my boys to watch a movie and they told me not to lay down. They didn’t want to share their pillows. Ugh, they are growing up too fast. I didn’t let it rain on my parade though, I snuggled them anyway and they stopped protesting once I made them giggle. I guess we kind of just have to fight for it :)

    Your “baby” is precious!

  2. says

    What a cute little face! I have such a soft spot for little brown eyed boys. Guess I remember my own little brown eyed boys when they were babies – which was a really LONG time ago! At least I’ve got two little brown eyed grandsons now, but even they are bigger now than your cute little guy. Enjoy him while he is still a little guy.

  3. says

    I can totally relate! My “baby”, also named Noah, just turned four and I keep looking at him wondering where on earth the time went. Fortunately, he is still a cuddler and loves to be a momma’s boy…

  4. says

    I no longer have the privilege to kiss/cuddle my 3-year-old son when I choose to. He sometimes push me away and say, “don’t kiss me!” So I only get to do it at his discretion.

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