Plus, how do you tell the difference between a baby cold and teething?! They resemble each other a freakishly large amount.
To be honest, these last few weeks have not been my most favorite.
I'm tired. Frustrated.
In the middle of all this, Adam and I are on the cusp of a lot of life changing decisions. We approach the answers in completely different ways.
I love to rush into solutions. Often soaring just to fall.
He is the tortoise winning the race.
These are the days when I desperately pray I don't get lost in the crazy. So caught up in the practicalities of life that I forget what a beautiful treasure these souls around me are. Somedays this is a bigger challenge than others.
One of my favorite thing to do in these moments taking photos. There is something magical about seeing your life in frozen form. Something soothing about capturing the simple beauty of the moment. I find that when I take photos of our life, our home, of Emmett, of the our complete three; I am reminded of how many gifts I have been given. It is healing for my soul.
And someday when I'm old and grey, I want these little moments to be remembered.
The time Emmett crawled around the kitchen at three o'clock in the morning and we couldn't help but admire his cuteness.
The way he hangs one leg out of his highchair while he eats.
The little monkey towel I wrap him in after his morning bath.
The first two teeth that make his smile one hundred times cuter.
The giggles over random things.
The neck snuggles.
My life is truly beautiful and I never want to forget it.
The trick is to enjoy life.
Don't wish away your days, waiting for better ones ahead.
// Marjorie Pay Hinkley //
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Happy happy weekend, friends!