Our sweet Monkey, 4 months old today.
4 short months ago, I had no idea....
his first cry would change everything.
i had this much love to give.
bald could be so, so beautiful.
baby gap and carter's would excite me more than nordstrom or pottery barn.
how my faith would grow.
that his naptime was really more important for mom than baby.
his giggle would be addictive, endlessly entertaining.
i was capable of picking someone else's nose.
i'd think my baby was adorable at 3am. screaming. with poopy pants.
how much more i'd love my husband for giving me this gift.
how much more i'd love my husband by seeing him cloned in miniature.
how much more i'd love our parents for knowing they love us this same way.
air travel would require days of strategizing, a two page list, and anxiety meds.
that i've got a talent for catching puke in midair.
i wouldn't remember to eat lunch. or dinner.
i would see my world in a new way, because it's his world now too.
that i wouldn't miss my pre-baby hips. that much.
that it's actually possible for your heart to feel like bursting with love.
how much i could learn about myself by forgetting about myself entirely.
just one more, I can't resist. the toes!