The Difference

When you're not around other little babies sometimes it's hard to think about your baby being different.

Yesterday Bobby and I were at the gym working out (I'll save that for another post).  At our gym, there is a little room they designate for families with children.  They provide a few work out equipment and a gated play area, in which, us parents are responsible for our children.  Half way through the workout another mom comes in and brings her adorable, chunky monkey of a baby boy.  He is sitting right by Lillian and they're doing their baby talk, way cute.  Then, he goes to his knees and starts to crawl.  This was the first time that I noticed the "difference".  I always thought she was doing good and there was nothing to worry about.  Which there really isn't anything to worry about.  But, man my heart sank a little bit to see this little boy crawl circles around Lillian.  She was working so hard, getting up on all fours, but to no avail.  Then there were other differences.  They weren't big, but noticeable.  He was younger but much bigger than she was.

Like I said, it was the first time I saw the "difference".  I know in many ways that babies all hit milestones at different times.  He may have hit them sooner than later.  I guess I should stop comparing.  But man...it's so hard to do!