But today was different. As I read the post I had you cradled on my arm from when we woke up. Your five days old and I don’t want the time to pass as I have before. Yes, I’m tired but this time the tired is a reminder of your newborn scrunchy face when you wake up, your sleepy milk drunk smiles, your tiny tiny toes, your small sneezes and grunts, your dependence on mommy.
I pray I remember in these next days to not let time pass for granted. Your our last newborn baby to welcome home, to do all the firsts with, to watch as you open your eyes to the wonderful world around you.
I love you.
Love, mommy
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