My daughter has a pot belly. Ever since I can remember it has been that way. My husband has asked me on more than one occasion if it is “normal” for her belly to be so distended, and I have always assured him that this is just the way of the toddler. I also told him that it would eventually go away one day, but in the meantime we should enjoy that rotund little tummy for all it’s worth.
And then it happened…just as quickly as it appeared, it disappeared.
This past week while we were on vacation, I was changing Fern into her swimsuit and stopped in my tracks as I noticed…it was gone. That perfect, adorable, round, little, toddler belly had vanished. I called over my husband to confirm this fact, hoping that maybe I was just seeing things, but he saw the same thing, and I felt a little sad.
I realize that this may seem a silly thing to get sad about, but if you were to spend any time around my little one you might understand. She lifts her shirt at least 800 times a day to poke her small belly button and when she runs, it is always a protruding belly-first run. I’m going to miss that little pot-bellied run of hers.
But, alas, she is growing up and this is just one of the many changes that is to come. I will always remember that sweet, little tummy though. A small, but cherished memory of her baby-ness.
Have you experienced a moment like this? A change in your little one’s appearance or behavior that suddenly took you by surprise and made you a little wistful?