It was around this time last year that we found out I had a little minion on board.
Today that little cluster of cells turned 4 months old.
I need time to slow down.
I miss his unfocused newborn eyes.
I miss his delicate newborn face.
I miss his fuzzy newborn hair.
I miss his newborn smell.
I miss the way he would simply doze off on my chest. How just being close to my heartbeat could instantly soothe & settle.
I miss his little curled up limbs, reminiscent of the months spent curled up in the womb.
I miss his little spindly limbs & their instinctive reflexes.
I miss those special, dreamlike feeds in the middle of the night, when we were the only ones awake in those quiet hours.
I miss gazing at all his mesmerizing newborn details.
I miss anticipating the precious first smile.
But time never stops.
Now I look forward to seeing his gorgeous smile when he wakes in the morning.
I look forward to seeing his face fill out & change week by week, month by month.
I look forward to seeing his little legs grow chubby & strong.
I look forward to hearing his soft voice cooing to tell us all sorts of stories.
I look forward to seeing his eyes light up when his siblings walk into the room.
I look forward to seeing his personality shine brighter each day.
I look forward to watching each skill develop, the first precious giggles, rolling over to reach an elusive toy, those wobbly first steps.
I look forward to seeing Doug's eyes in his.
I look forward to discovering his favorite foods, favorite toy, favorite blankie.
I look forward to watching the little boy hiding in this little baby emerge.
I look forward to reminiscing on these fleeting days.