This has the feel of a sappy mom post. So if that's not your thing, click away now. I'm 19 weeks pregnant and feeling sentimental. Looking to capture this brief time in our lives before it slips away. Having Palmer has been the sweetest gift in our lives. The sacrifices we make with a heart full of love and smile on our faces amazes us everyday. He has challenged us and made us so, so much better.
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| Challenge may be an understatement ;) |
We always say we can't imagine what life was like before him (albeit that may be from total sleep deprivation early on wiping away all memories of life prior to parenthood...) but I like to think it's because he has made life so much more awesome. Meaningful doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of being Mom and Dad.
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| Thankful for pictures. I need to soak him in sometimes. He doesn't know how to sit still for me to do that in real life. |
My sister and niece are staying with us from New Hampshire as well as my Mom and stepdad Bret. My Dad and stepmom Carolyn came over today as well. When you look around and see all that love you can't help but want to pop. They all left for an activity while I went to put Mr. Palmer down for nap. I didn't find myself bummed I was missing a couple hours of fun. I found myself tickled to be able to sit in his quiet room, singing him songs, stroking his hair and cuddling as hard as I could without anyone waiting on me to finish up. I can do nap routine in 2 minutes. Rarely do I ever take time to really relish it. Just bask in the fact Palmer needs me. He wants me. He chooses me (unless Pete's home and then Dada tends to shine with sleepy time songs and cuddles.) For this very, very short time Palmer is all mine. He won't fit in my lap much longer. My belly is encroaching on his lap territory. While he was laying there, with his baby brother or sister kicking from the weight of his 26+lbs of love, I couldn't get up.
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| Taking time to do what he does best. Enjoying life. |
I had to take it all in. Memorize his smell, his chubby cheeks, his sweet lips. Until my arm started to fall asleep after about 20 minutes...and a bologna sandwich started calling my name. They were 20 minutes worth capturing. 20 minutes I'll never have back. And 20 minutes I wouldn't have wanted to spend any other way.
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| <3 |
