Sunday, July 5, 2009

Watching My Baby Grow Up

My "baby" turned 2 today.

Hard to believe.

It seems that just yesterday, we were meeting each other for the first time. And now, he’s gone from tiny baby

and cute little bundle of smiles

to a snuggly little guy

with his own personality,
sense of comedic timing,

and talent.
video
He was the “surprise” baby – the one we weren’t expecting, hoping for, waiting to hold even before he was conceived. And yet, he worked his way into our lives so quickly, and so completely.

The first time I held him, I fell in love instantly. It was a quiet and comfortable love – not the intense, yearning love I felt for Ashley. (Interesting how my initial responses to both my children echo their own personalities – Luke calm and restrained, Ashley intense and passionate about every aspect of life.)

And now, two years later, I’m often surprised at how powerful that quiet, calm kind of love can be. He can tug at my heart as intensely as Ashley ever has. I can think of few things I love more than the times he nestles up against me and says “’Nuggle, Mommy, ’nuggle.”

Today as we celebrate his birthday, I find myself torn between enjoying the little person he is becoming and wishing that time would slow down just a little – for a few more cuddles and snuggles and little more time before my baby gets too much bigger.

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