This little half-pint is three months old today. I feel like we've hit another big landmark. We're out of the itty bitty stage but not onto the more complicated stuff like solid food and becoming mobile. It's what I lovingly call the honeymoon stage. Nathan still eats and sleeps a lot but he's also more alert to play some and as a result, we're getting to know him more and he has stolen all of our hearts.
I can't believe we're already here.
I've been soaking this little man in as much as I can.
I know now that it all slips away much too fast.
Sometimes at night, after he's eaten, I swaddle him back up and then just rock him for as long as I can. I know I should go back to bed for another hour or so of sleep, but I just can't until I've held him for awhile. He's much too precious. And I know I may never have another little one like this again.
Life is made up of stages. There are seasons. Every ending marks a new beginning and I am okay if he's our last. However, after so many babies, I have finally learned to really enjoy them. To let go of the things that don't matter and to hold onto the things that do. To marvel at their coos, breathe in their sweet smell, and be amazed at every little accomplishment.
Thankful for this fifth time around.
Very, very thankful.
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This is encouraging to hear... and I remember my mom saying Greg was her spoiled baby, b/c she knew he was her last and she just ate every minute with him up. :)
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