I can't believe last year at this time I was sleeping on the couch, in a lot of pain and couldn't believe I still had 3 more months to go. Now I have this sweet bundle of "harmony" (that's what his name means).
He is soooo much fun. He smiles most of the time. He's crawling and cruising and putting everything he finds on my unkempt floors in his mouth. He is starting to eat some solid food although he was the first of mine to not take to it very easily. He makes that funny noise that spits on everyone (I can't remember what it's called). He sleeps through the night when he's not teething or sick (which is most of the time =( ). He is very easy going and pretty low-maintenance.
He makes me feel like I'm doing a pretty good job at this Mom thing but I'm learning my "feelings" are not good indicators of Truth =).
I'm realizing how fast time flies as I watch my older three play with him. How I wish I could grab some time back for each of them, but the time slips through my fingers much the same as miles pass on a road trip. I so want to enjoy the journey for what it is instead of looking ahead to what I think things will be like or multitasking the whole way. How does one do that? I don't want any regrets but I fear that is just a part of it all.
Well anyway, today I will enjoy this moment of his life as well as my other 3.