At Ah, The Possibilities, Sarah was talking about the changing face of motherhood, and how time flies (whether you're having fun or not). Baby days, days with little kids of any age, are hard, she rightly pointed out, but you still miss them when they're gone.
I'm not a newborn girl. I know some women go goo-goo over those tiny little babies, with their floppy heads and their sweet, intoxicating scent. Not me. I like return on my investment and I just don't think you get enough of that in the early days. I think my favourite stage of babyhood is about five to seven months, when they're fat, smiling gummy smiles, squealing and babbling (but crying less frequently), sleeping with some regularity, and, with any luck unable to move too far.
My favourite stage of childhood is whichever one my children are up to at the time. It's true that seven-year-old boys can be... challenging. That four-year-olds talk incessantly and ask waaaay too many hard questions. That two-year-olds can whinge, whine and tantrum for Australia. But each age has its redeeming features. Mr4 is the cuddliest kid I've ever met and I am soaking up each and every one of them. Mr7 is developing his wit, finding his sense of humour, and still able to be beaten at Chess.
I just love watching them turn into actual people.
Though I do miss those Bonds feet suits. You could put a 15-year-old boy in one of those and he'd still look angelic. Strange, it's true, but angelic.
What's your favourite stage of childhood? Any age in particular so far?
[image: bonds.com.au] And, sigh, disclaimer. This is not a sponsored post. All mention of Bonds Wondersuits, for babies or 15 year old boys, is all about me.
