I love his cute chubby cheeks and chunky chunky thighs. I love how he's starting to really "talk" and be vocal. I love the way he smiles and stares after me after a good feed. I love the warm weight of his body as I rock him back to sleep after a midnight meal. I love how quickly he responds to lullabies and music already. I never could have imagined how such a little man could so utterly steal my heart without even trying.
He's only three months old. And yet it seems like his life and milestones are already whizzing by and I can't hold onto the moments nearly along before he's off conquering the next milestone. We've been practicing tummy time more often of late. The other day while I was watching him he almost rolled over. I couldn't help but squeal. He then looked over at me and I could almost hear him saying "what's the big deal mom, isn't this what I'm supposed to be doing?" So far he's taking everything in stride much better than I am. Today while on his tummy He began to crawl just the tinniest bit. Maybe I was only imagining it but he was definately arching his back up, his little chubby legs were moving, and he moved forwards a few inches. Afterwards he seemed exhausted by the effort. Watching him I thought my heart would burst out of my chest. It was simultaneously swelling with pride watching my son growing and developing, but I couldn't help but be equally sad that he's moving so quickly. Only three short months ago he wasn't even here. And now he's nearly mobile? It's almost too much for this new mom to handle.
Afterwards I turned on some music. A favorite song of mine came on, and I couldn't help but sweep him up in my arms and dance with him in my arms. While he bobbed away in my arms to the upbeat tune, I knew that these moments, THIS moment, was only fleeting. How I wish that I could slow the clock, to savour these moments all the better. But I can't. And so it's my lot to do my best to live each moment with this sweet little soul and savour each delicious moment of hugs, kisses, lullabies, cuddles.
I have a favorite song by a favorite artist. I found it just a week or two after Adam was born and fell in love. Because I love it so much, I'm posting the lyrics below.
"See the creases in your eyes, you don’t know what makes me cry. There’s
not always reasons why. Sometimes I just cry. Even if I had the words, if I
could write it out in verse, don’t know what it means to hurt, one day I will
learn.
Oh I’m just your little one. With wide eyes and blonde hair like the
sun. I’ll try to walk, maybe one day run. But till that day comes, I’m just
your little one.
I will need you through the years, to shine a light on all my fears. Be
with me through fallen tears, I’ll need you through the years.
There will be mistakes sometimes. I’ll get hurt you’ll miss the signs.
You’ll feel guilty of a crime, but I will be fine.
Oh I’ll be your little one. Wide eyed with blonde hair like the sun. I’ll
learn to walk, and then I’ll run. And I might become, more than your little one
I will go away someday. Dye my hair, you’ll hear me say “I can do it my
own way”. I will go away.
I won’t want you to be scared. You should know I’m well prepared. I
survived the truth or dare, no don’t you be scared.
I was your little one. Wide eyes and blonde hair like the sun. My walk
has turned into a run, and I have become someone."
When he was born I thought he'd be my little one forever. Already I can see how quickly he'll grow up into my someone. I only hope to be able to help him become the best someone I can.
And of course, here's some goodies
