Vacation is to blame for my two-week lapse in posting. I was busy with watching the waves, digging hole after useless hole in the sand with my feet, and reading from an actual paper-and-glue book. It was glorious. Vacation is a milestone. It is the final event that, for me, makes summer, summer. I will wash the sand from our swim suits and beach towels, pack them for the year, and start dreaming about cool weather as the shadows begin to slant a little longer and the leaves ruffle a little differently—older.
In addition to being the first day back from vacation, Monday was the first day my daughter sat up by herself. I was in the midst of loading the dishwasher and cleaning up her high chair when I walked back into the living room and saw her, hard at work to push herself up. It was mesmerizing. She was focused, concentrating on just how to get her body to the position she wanted it to be in. It seemed automatic and challenging all at the same time. My phone battery was dead and my camera was still packed so I just sat there in the moment and captured it in my mind—the evolution of my 7-month-old going from being a baby laying around to an older baby on the move. She has been crawling for a while but pretty much just on her knees or scooting on her belly. Sitting is new. Sitting is another milestone. Now, just a few days later, she swings herself into a sitting position with ease and can keep her balance. This is all going so fast.
Finally, the last milestone is that we are moving out of DC to Fredericksburg, Virginia, a charming small town just a train ride away from the city. We will be leaving the treehouse—our one-bedroom high-rise—for a place that will allow us to stretch out and give the baby her own room (and closet!). Space to become more and more of her own independent person ready to take on everything in front of her. I can only watch it happen and appreciate each moment and milestone as it passes. This is all going so fast.