They passed with endless days on the couch healing my poor torn body.
They passed with innumerable episodes of past Amazing Race seasons while nursing. (I even have dreams about being on the show now. Ha!)
They passed with washing his tiny clothes over and over again.
They passed with hundreds of little face, kiss attacks.
They passed with a million whispered prayers that he grows up to love Jesus.
They passed with 3:00 am feedings and explosive diaper changes.
They passed with nuzzling his soft, plump cheeks.
They passed with walks and stories and face-exploding smiles.
It's as though nothing has changed and yet everything has. My hearts cries out for his tininess, but soars as he grows.
Is this how it feels when your babies start walking?
When they learn to read?
When they drive off alone for the first time?
When they walk down the aisle marry their best friend?
When your babies start having babies?!
Is this how it feels?
Triumphant, yet achy way deep inside?!
I never want to loose the wonder of it all. Because it's the wonder makes me cherish it in a deeper way. It reminds me that today is my favorite.
Today it what I have to hold onto.
So we will keep having adventures.
We won't cry over the 17th shirt-drenching spit-up of the day.
We will read stories and go to the park.
We will pray together and tell Bible stories.
We will admit that parenting is hard and confusing, but wonderful.
We will kiss and cuddle and stop to look in the clear blue eyes.
And of course we will keep snapping pictures like a maniac because somehow I will probably keep blinking and then our sweet Surprise Boy will be all grown up.