I spent the majority of 2017 anxiously awaiting the arrival of our son, Gabriel. The first few months of pregnancy I spent dreaming of whether he would be a boy or a girl. When we found out we would be welcoming a son into the world I began dreaming of who he would be. Would he be a mama’s boy? Who would he look like? Would he have my temper or would he be more like his daddy? (God, I prayed SOO hard he would be more like his daddy!)
I spent the second half of my pregnancy nursing my swollen feet/ankles, waddling to the bathroom to pee and stuffing my face with any sweets I could get my hands on.
I had so many questions about becoming a mom but there was only one thing I was sure of; FEBRUARY NEEDED TO HURRY THE HECK UP.
And it did. Before I knew it February had come and gone.
I spent 2017 trying to rush time. Counting down the days and willing them to go by quicker but I spent 2018 trying to make it slow down. I would sit for hours rocking Gabriel not wanting to mourn the time I hadn’t lost but in the same breath trying to hold on to every second as long as I could.
And now I sit in a dark, quiet room with my almost one year-old asleep next to me, looking through some of the memories we’ve made in this new year and some how I already know, this year will be even quicker than the last.
Just remember, “Babies don’t keep”.
There were a few extra images I wanted to add but Zack wouldn’t let me…. I guess I’ll have to save those for another time 😉