You see it's not just when the bundle is tucked into your aching arms for the first time. Not just when the first rustle of blankets in the nursery causes you to leap from slumber and whisk the baby into the rocking chair. Not even when you cheer and coo and clap at the first glimmer of a gas bubble that happens to remotely resemble a small smile. No, it wasn't when the first night of uninterrupted sleep is interrupted only by your own inability to break the routine of peeking into the crib just to wonder at the up and down coziness of your child's midnight breathing. Not just when your camera card fills within one un-holiday weekend just because your dear one was just too cute for words.
No...dear friends...it's when you start counting your child's age in increments otherwise unnoticed, unhonored, unappreciated by society causing weakly masked frustration by all surrounding when you answer how old your child is with some crazy addition of days, weeks or months...
Yes...I am there.
And still it continues...
But the best is yet to come.
3 comments:
love the way you documented this...it goes crazy fast.
So sweet, Allison!
did you get lightroom? i love your editing! all those pictures are so sweet. i should be doing the same thing!
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