Waiting Is the Hardest Part: A Baby’s Take on Summer vs. Winter Family Life

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about the difference between summer vs. winter family life, and it’s been a big part of my baby winter experience. Everything feels slower and quieter now, like the world has pressed pause. I remember when the days were warm and bright, and Mommy and I spent so much time exploring outside together. Now the cold keeps us indoors, and even though I don’t have many summers to compare it to yet, I can already tell that winter just isn’t the same.

I miss the summer. When the weather was nice, Mommy and I went outside to play. We went for walks around the neighborhood, and we had adventures in the backyard. Now we’re just cooped up inside for most of the time, and it’s starting to get to me.

Sure, we still go outside. There are places we have to go and people we need to see. However, we don’t spend as much time actually enjoying the outdoors. It’s almost always too cold for enjoyment. Most of the time, I just want to get back indoors to where it’s more comfortable.

Summer vs. Winter Family Life

Mommy puts my jacket on over my warm clothes and bundles me up in a blanket whenever we venture out. I appreciate the effort, but it just isn’t enough. There are parts of me that can’t be bundled, and the cold wind is such a shock on my bare skin. If that wasn’t bad enough, all that bundling helps against the cold, but it makes me hot and uncomfortable once the car warms up.

In the summer, being outside was a nice change of pace. There isn’t much to see out there at this time of year. Now that Christmas is over, all the pretty decorations are disappearing. The snow was nice to look at in the beginning, but that’s not a novelty to me anymore. Where are all the other people? Where are all the big kids that used to play in the park?

Being cooped up indoors and battling the cold are just the first two of my issues with winter. Why is winter so dark? It seems like there is barely any daylight left. Where did the sun go? It’s a bit depressing. Mommy tells me that the days are getting longer now, but I just don’t see it.

Looking Forward to Bigger and Better Things

I can’t wait for summer to return. This summer will be even better than last year! I’ll be big enough to roll around in the grass and run around in the backyard. I can’t wait to practice my walking outdoors. Mommy says she will get me a Peachy-sized pool, and that sounds like so much fun.

Next summer I’ll even be able to go to the park and actually play instead of just watching from a bench. I’ve been looking forward to that ever since I learned it was a possibility. I’ll be one of the big kids! There is so much to look forward to, but the wait is so long.

Mommy always says that I’m growing up so quickly and that time seems to pass by too fast. When you’re little, time seems to go by so slowly. I can’t wait until I’m big so that the boring parts will go by fast and I can just get on with the good stuff.

Even though this baby winter experience feels long and chilly and full of waiting, I know it’s just one part of our summer vs. winter family life. Mommy says every season has something special in it, even if I can’t always see it yet. Maybe winter is for dreaming about all the fun I’ll have when the sun comes back. And when summer finally arrives, I’ll be bigger, braver, and ready to enjoy every warm, bright moment we’ve been waiting for.