Everyday since Asher has arrived, and at least several times each day, I look with pure amazement at this perfect little person and have to pinch myself. He is all mine and I cannot believe how lucky I am.
It would seem that as we get older, time speeds up..even more so when we have a child. I often wonder how my parents must feel when they see my sisters and I all grown up with our own families..they must feel like it was just yesterday when we were their little girls. Bittersweet.
Little A is already half of a year old, yet it feels like only yesterday that I saw his face and held him for the first time. He is growing and changing so quickly, and while I look forward to and embrace theses changes, I sometimes want to hit pause....Slow down little angel.
Every day I try to engrave every moment into my memory, as if my eyes are a camera and my ears are a recorder. In an almost desperate sense, I beg my memory to hold onto every. single. thing. he. does.
He gets shy and hides his face with delight when he sees his daddy come through the door from work.
When he laughs he laughs with his whole body. It makes my heart literally skip a beat.
He cracks up when I belt out tunes along with the radio. And gets a kick out of our daily dancing.
He is passionate about his toys, grunting and banging and trying his hardest to fit each one into his mouth.
Touching my face is not close enough for him while we sleep each night..If I move an inch, he'll move three.
He adores his canine brothers, and football on tv.
His grip is that of a grown mans.
We call him chunky love with his dimply baby butt and thighs.
He shows his enthusiasm by simultaneously moving all of his extremities.
He is showing signs of stranger anxiety.. I love that he nuzzles into me for protection. My very own Koala bear.
He is mine and I am eternally grateful that I get to be this little boys mommy. Life is incredible.
