This morning I woke up with one thought on my mind: today was the day. Today was the day. Today was the day that Caleb would roll over for the very first time.
Don’t ask me how I knew, caulk it up to mother’s intuition. Somehow I just knew that our little boy would make that final push that would roll him completely over.
In fact, I was so sure that it would happen that I kept coming in from the bathroom while he was playing on the bed to make sure that he didn’t do it while I was gone. Coming back to sit on the bed, I began to work on the computer, keeping an eye on Caleb as he continued to play. I made sure that he was far enough away from us so that we wouldn’t cause the bed to slope and went about my work.
Then, I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye and turned just in time to see him on his side, then rolling, rolling, he rolled over!
I whipped out my phone (thank goodness for smartphones!) and snapped a picture of him. Since then, he has rolled over three more times!
Aww… my little boy is on his way to becoming a big boy!