Firsts

Another one of my August Kit projects for A Million Memories.



One of the reasons I quit my Wall Street job was to get to spend more
time with the kids I planned to have. I wanted to make sure I was there
to raise them myself and to see them through all their firsts.



First food, first steps, first words, first time on a bike. First time
blowing bubbles. The reason I care about the very first time is because
it comes with a few extra emotions. The surprise on his face when he
actually takes his first real step. he joy of finally getting the
bubbles to come out. The face he makes when he tastes peas for the first
time. The fleeting moment when it’s a brand new experience emotionally
or physically is incredibly precious to me.



It happens once in a lifetime. Once in his lifetime. And I want to be
there to experience those with each of my children.



Yet, life doesn’t always work out as planned. Now I find myself working
more than I intended to and getting to see fewer of those special
moments. That makes me cherish each one even more.



This weekend, we took you to the movies for the first time. You’d been
wanting to see Wall-E and we figured that if we went to a 9:15am show,
we could always walk out if you really didn’t like it.



But you loved it.



You watched the whole movie (with the help of a little bit of chocolate)
and you were quiet as a mouse. After we walked out, you talked about it
nonstop. I am so glad that I was there to experience it with you. It
made it that much more special for me and it made me really proud of you.



I may miss many of the firsts but here’s one I didn’t miss and I want to
make sure to celebrate it.