Have you ever considered when serving salad in which hand it is easier to have the fork and in which hand the spoon? This dilemma will only be interesting to you if you eat a lot of salad. The same is true once you have children, though this has nothing to do with forks, spoons or salad (well, not yet). This is about having a point of reference.
Before our two were around, I was never really interested in people’s stories about their children’s developmental achievements. I would smile in an appreciative but unengaged way when told so and so could now hold a little teddy bear or was starting to try and roll over. In truth, I thought, well surely all babies do that some time or other, what’s the fuss.
Now that I spend all day, every day gazing adoringly at my babies, it is almost all I think about and I absolutely love talking about it. I exchange excited updates over the pram with other parents. “It is soooo exciting,” I trill, “Do you know so and so actually grabbed hold of the leg of the bumble bee on the play mat! Amazing!”
I can’t help myself. Having seen these babies start as tiny little worms that have just popped out into the world, blinking at us and wriggling half-heartedly in their dazed newborn way, to now seeing them interact and play and get better at using their hands by the hour, is just incredibly exciting. Every child must go through these stages, but it is that experience of going through each tiny (or huge) step each day that fascinates.And now I have a point of reference and a level of understanding for any other parent going through, or about to go through, the same thing. In the years to come I will now listen fascinated and thrilled when I hear of each baby’s new ability because, unlike most salads, these things really are miraculous.