Jul 25, 2015
I feel as though I start a lot of my blogs off by talking about time. (Well I guess I can’t say “a lot” since I’ve been majorly slacking in the blogging department.) But time. Time is so precious. I have always tried to live in the moment, appreciate the moment and stay present. However, this past year, my focus has been time.
Let’s just say that this time last year when I was home with a newborn, that was fussy and I was a new mom, I was wanting time to speed up. I hate to even admit that. Yes when he was sleeping, and not crying hysterically I could embrace the moment. All I heard was, give it time, he will grow out of it. So I would count the weeks. I have 12 weeks until he should grow out of this fussiness. Wait, what? Twelve weeks?? I felt guilty for wanting the time to pass. It’s funny what a crying baby will do to a hormonal woman. Good googily moogily! There were days I wanted to put his little tail back in. Kidding! Sort of.
So time did pass and sure enough it got better. I hate to even talk about the negative when it comes to a newborn. They really are blessings and we’re so humbled to have our son Kash in our lives. But this is reality.
This past year has been the best thing that has ever happened to me. Watching a baby grow in the first year is something pretty remarkable. To see his personality come out, take his first steps, hear his first word (which was ma-ma, btw! Yeaaaah baby!) It truly has been amazing to witness and be part of. Now looking back, where has the time gone? Has it really been a year?
photo cred: Bailey Smith Photography