He’ll Never Be This Small Again

Every day for at least the last week (because let’s be honest, the first few days after he was born was a complete blur) I’ve tried to write this blog post. Some days I even got so far as opening my computer. Other days it was just penning a few lines in my mind.

Either way, the seemingly unending repetition of dirty diapers and feedings and then trying to get everything else done (like laundry and feeding the dog) have interfered.

I read somewhere that everything can wait. The dirty dishes. The piles of laundry. Making the bed. And instead, spend an extra few minutes just holding your baby a little longer before putting him down and rushing off to the next task (because fortunately for us our baby goes back to sleep after being fed and changed). Our pediatrician reminded us basically the same thing at his first appointment, that he will never be as small as he is right now. 

So while I can still carry him in one hand and enjoy inhaling his delicious baby scent and cuddling his soft baby hair and skin, I think I’ll do just that. 

Maybe one day we will have a blog post on his birth story. And maybe, we won’t. :)