Anticipation is making me wait

My proudest moments are when I can anticipate what he needs and solve his coming problem swiftly and without fuss. Like when I know he needs to sleep, even before the first yawn, and I can calm him to sleep without a cry. Like I just did. Hurrah.

When I miss cues (some obvious, others not), I stress. Like yesterday. He had had a blowout (read: massive poop). I was focused on why he wouldn’t sleep during our walk. He was tired. He always sleeps on our walks. I should have known something was off. It wasn’t the end of the world. He experienced some discomfort. That’s all. But I was disappointed that I missed it.

I can’t even imagine how many moments like these I have in my future. They will humble me time and again. Bring it, baby.