Here’s my 6 week pondering moment:
I find it so amazing that such a little guy can alter the course of someone else’s life (me and daddy) in the way he does. No matter how hard it seems at times and how overwhelmed I get, the truth of the matter is: I love being a mom. I love newborns. One of my favorite things to do is to let him sleep on my chest and just feel him sleep. He curls up into a ball. I can almost imagine him being back in my belly, but ohh how big he has grown! I love hearing him breath but more than that, I love knowing his breathing patterns and what they mean. I love his smell and his soft skin. I love touching his baby fine hair and staring into his face. I love seeing milk dribble out of his little mouth and feel proud he has baby rolls. I crack up when he smiles or giggles in his sleep. I wonder what he is dreaming.
Time is flying by so incredible fast. In some ways, I just want to hit the pause button and remain frozen in this moment. I know this time in my life is such a brief moment in the span of all of history. Baby having days are few compared to the sum total of life and I fear they will vanish far too quickly. Yet, life and time march on and stop for no man. That one thing is for sure. The wonderful promise, though, is that soaking in these moments makes a lifetime full of glorious memories and victories that also continue on for those who will stop to smell the roses in life’s garden.