When I finish work and I see her and she yells Dada!
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Watching them grow and learn as little people do. My 2nd has just started walking for herself.
Lots more laughter
Wait until they start creating things. Poetry, artwork, kind deeds, friendships, jokes. It's incredible.
So many parts. It's more like a part per phase. My daughter just got accepted to her first university. I still remember her first time riding an amusement park ride. Her first sleep over. Her nervousness at joining her kindergarten class. When she kept biting her "friends" in preschool. It's something to capture at each step for me. Have a blast on the journey. It's really great.
When they tell me about challenges and successes at school and I get to see them growing into actual people. It's fascinating and I'm so proud.
My kid is not a hugger, so once in a blue moon, when I get a hug, I know it's real.
Also a few years back, I anticipated his request for something like breakfast in advance, and I got a heartfelt "you really understand me." That one line will keep me sane once teenage years hit.
My boys are teenagers now (17 and 15). But I really loved the time from 3 months to 9 months. They mostly sleep through the night and they cannot run away from you, but are so interactive. If you pay attention and learn their personality, a baby that age communicates very well. It was interesting to learn that.
Then there's the times when they put their little arms out, you pick them up. They give a big sigh, you feel them relax and go right to sleep.
The very first thing I did when my oldest son was born was the cuddle with him for that skin-on-skin bonding. I would also nap with him so the mom could have some time to herself. He’s 11 now, and still wants me to lay with him when he goes to sleep at night. It used to bother me, but then I realized that he won’t always want me to lay with him, and I should enjoy it while I can. Now we use it as a one-on-one time to joke around and/or talk about more serious stuff. (I do this with my youngest too, but it started with my oldest)