Stay my baby


Today my son is 6 months old. 6 months old. 6 months old. It sounds so foreign. It feels so unreal.  In the last month, Matteo now rolls over, has started to reach for me, is now eating fruits and vegetables, attempted his first sippy cup, and just yesterday, his two bottom teeth started poking through. Whaaaat?  I am his biggest cheerleader, celebrating and encouraging and hollering for each milestone, but that one sick part of me is saying Noooo! Waiiitttt! Stopppp! Don’t get any bigger. Stay my baby forever.

It’s already going by so fast. Now I know what all these mothers and fathers are always complaining about. My own father always told me one of the hardest things for him was when he realized I was getting too old to watch cartoons with him anymore on Saturday mornings, all snuggled up on the couch. I want to tell him I’ll watch cartoons with you, Daddy. I’m never too old. I’ll always be your baby.  Because now I know just how bittersweet it was for my parents to watch my brother, sister, and I grow up. The word ‘Bittersweet’ rings so fitting and so true to my newest Mommy Dilemma. I am extremely proud and amazed and happy that my son  is growing so fast, that he is so strong, that he is excelling beautifully. But I am so sad that some day soon, he won’t fit in my arms when I cradle him, he won’t hold tightly onto my fingers or stroke my face gently, or look up at me adoringly while I am feeding him his ba-ba.

There’s going to be a time that his eyes won’t light up when I walk into a room, a time when I won’t be the girl that puts the biggest smile on his face, a time where he won’t think every single word I say to him is so funny and interesting. There is going to be a time where he is going to be embarrassed by the millions of kisses I give to him each day and he is going to start to push me away. There is going to be a time when I can no longer dress him in all his cute outfits, no longer watch him splish splash and giggle his sweet baby giggle in the bathtub, no longer see his little legs and feet dance in delight as I come near him, no more mommy and Matteo reading time, no more morning selfies sent to Daddy each morning to brighten his work day, no more adoring looks of love that he sends my way no matter what he is doing, just to make sure I’m looking.

The way my son looks at me now is something I wish I could capture in a glass jar and treasure forever. I might not need that glass jar though. That mesmerized look, that twinkle  in my son’s eyes when he looks at me will be forever imprinted in my brain and engraved in my heart. It is something I could never forget. It makes me feel like no matter what else I have done in life, I have done at least one thing right.

The one piece of advice I would give any woman about to become a mother is to treasure every single moment you have with them because it really goes by in the blink of an eye. I feel like I was just in the hospital giving birth to this beautiful gift from God and now I am pulling down the 6 to 9 month clothes bin and staring at it in disbelief. Each day with Matteo is a new discovery, a new sound, a new object he favors, a new unveiling of one of the many pieces that will help mold him into the man he will one day become. ‘Man.’ My tiny little boy will one day be a man. Unfathomable. But maybe I will have loved him just right and cheered for him just right and  taught him just right so that he will be this incredible, loving, smart, loyal, and amazing man. And though I will be tremendously proud of that man, he will still always be my precious little baby to me.






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11 responses to “Stay my baby

  1. Deanna

    So beautiful Lisa! I can’t believe he’s 6 months either! It’s crazy. U are such a good mommy! I love you


  2. Donna Contraveos

    We’ll said Lisa. Moms hold a special love for their children. Children will always look up to u and love u for eternity as I have done with my Nani Jo my Mom, my daughters and the best is yet to come when u life is complete with u grandchildren. Gabi is now self-sufficient and doesn’t need me but when she looks up with me with those bright brown eyes and says I love you my life is complete. When Antonio reaches for me I know someday that will stop but I hold onto the moments that are precious until the next ones come. The family chain just keeps connecting and we are a link to all of it. Luv u Auntie Donna

    Sent from my iPhone



  3. Cathy Fosco

    You are so talented. I love your blogs and am so proud of you. Any magazine would treasure your talent. Love Auntie Cathy


  4. FINALLY!!!!!! My baby girl finally realizes what joy she, and her sister and brother have given to me all their lives. Coming home after handling a bad accident with fatalities, or after watching so many bad things that occurred during my shift in the squad car, then walking in my door and seeing those big bright eyes looking up at me, running towards me and jumping in my arms, just took away everything bad and made it all good.
    I still enjoy watching our shows together, even now, when you come to see this old man. No baby, those moments that you are experiencing will never fade away, but watching you with your baby, brings back so many joys my children have brought me through these years. So many times I wanted to give up, but because of my children, I am still here. The strength a child brings to a parent is unmeasurable! So my little daughter, you will always be my baby, and with each passing day, your son will bring you new and exciting memories that will last a lifetime. Enjoy!!
    Love Daddy


  5. Mary Jo Sommario

    Another great one! That’s just how I felt about you growing up but you are still my baby! Matteo will always look forward to seeing you – just as you do with me (I hope?). Love, Mom Date: Thu, 21 Aug 2014 03:02:45 +0000 To:


  6. Kelly

    I love this (and u made me cry)!! I feel the same way about my baby and can’t believe how fast he’s growing up!! 💙💙

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