Everyone has told me. I can see and feel it myself. This time is fleeting. Watching my baby boy grow and blossom at lightning speeds, amazed by the things he knows already and how this little person has already brought so much light into the world. It isn't always easy. Being the one here all the time for not just the laughter but the tears, not just the dance parties but the discipline. But I am so grateful for this precious time I have with my son. Time that cannot be replaced by anything. And I am doing my best to hold it with both hands, sink my teeth and whole heart into it. Holding tight to the strength and vulnerability that are rising in me, quietly showing me the way.
December 28, 2011
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You have a beautiful son being lovingly raised by beautiful parents! I wish that for every child.
He's sooooo cute!!!!!1
Posted by: Lois Weber | December 29, 2011 at 08:29 AM