Savoring Little

In a mere 14 days my baby boy will be two years old.  There is so much about him that is already getting big.   His incredible vocabulary and ability to express himself in full sentences.  His desire to imitate everything his big sister does.

There is a part of me that wonders how long I’ll be able to enjoy our post-nap rocking-chair snuggles for.  I’ve been consciously trying to be as present in these moments as possible.  Searching for a way to etch this memory in my heart forever.  Aware of how perfectly his body fits cuddled beneath my chin, feet curled in and hands intertwined.  Periodically touching my lips, arms stretching around my neck.  Gentle kisses given and tucked away into my soul.

I truly believe that he knows he is loved.

 As do I.

 

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