My youngest will be 9 months old soon, and I’ve been lamenting that I haven’t taken enough pictures, recorded enough videos, and savored enough moments during the first few months of her life. No matter how many times you say it or hear it, it doesn’t become less true.
“It really does go by fast.”
5 Things I Hate Seeing My Kids Outgrow
1. They outgrow their baby clothes.
“Were they really this small?” I can hardly believe how easily they used to fit in the crook of my arm. As I cleaned up the closet, I realized my baby only wore a particular outfit once or I had never taken a picture of her in that cute, frilly dress. But alas, it’s time to box up the outgrown clothes and make room for the next size up.
2. They outgrow holding my hand.
As we walked across the parking lot, I instinctively reached out and grabbed my 4-year-old’s hand. He twisted his arm to set himself free. Without thinking, I grabbed his now closed fist again. And our little hand war continued until he decisively said, “Mommy, I can walk by myself!” Still, there are those unexpected, melt-my-heart moments when my little ones take the initiative and put my hand in theirs.
3. They outgrow incorrect grammar usage & pronunciation.
When my oldest was 3, every morning he asked, “Nook, pease (Milk, please)!” When my girl was learning to use the potty, she would sit on the toilet, wave her hand in front of her nose, and say, “Ewww, sneak (stinks)!” Now, my 4-year-old boy lovingly looks at the baby sister he had asked for and says, “Her so cute!” Perhaps one day, I will sit at the kitchen table with one of my kids, sipping our coffees and talking about grown-up stuff … but for now, I’ll let them say their words in their own unique, grammatically incorrect ways.
4. They outgrow their nicknames.
We had always referred to one of my boys by his nickname since his birth. It wasn’t a crazy name or something he would be embarrassed to put on his resume. But he didn’t learn his real name until he was a little older. When I picked him up from his Sunday school class, the teacher called him by his real name. I must’ve had a look of confusion on my face because the teacher explained to me, “He asked us to call us by that name. I thought you did too.” Nope, not unless he’s in big trouble!
5. They outgrow calling me “Mommy”.
When my oldest daughter first called me “Mom”, I equated it with uttering a bad word. “Excuse me, but my name is Mommy.” But what could I do? She’s 9 now, and apparently, calling me “Mommy” isn’t so cool anymore. Well, as long as she doesn’t start referring to me on a first-name basis, I guess I can live with it.
What are some things you wish your kids never outgrow?