Face exploration

Will I miss tiny toddler hands constantly exploring my face? Up my nose; contouring said nose and chin; scraping unfortunately pungent tasting fingers to get in my mouth?

I sort of think I will. Not in a real reality based way – More as in there is nothing quite so captivating as being the singular focus of a baby. The moon and the stars, the sky and the sun.

It’s a phase I struggle with when I just want to …well … not be the universe to someone. To instead be able to make a decision to go to the market without breaking a little baby heart.

It’s a phase I’m losing day to day, and so I guess I know I will miss it. And embrace my little independent people. Because that phase is pretty dang awesome in it’s own right!