Seconds. Hours. Days. Months. Where do they go so fast?
Our little girl is growing up before me. At 15 months she is at this incredibly fun stage of talking, laughing at silly things, and being friendly to everyone. Our days are full of blown kisses and sweet hugs. Her hair is growing into wispy curls along with her curiosity for all things. I love watching her explore and seek out undiscovered corners of her little world.
I am not the best at keeping up with milestones. I don’t have a baby book filled with firsts, but I take a lot of pictures and document our life when I can find the time.
I mostly want to remember the little things. The way her face lights up as she reads a book for the first time. The way her eyes get big as she sees something that surprises her. I want to remember the feel of her hands around mine and the way she so sweetly nestles into my arms. Our afternoon walks, our fun adventures…I want to capture it all in my mind for safe keeping.
I want to remember the not so glamorous things too. The nightly wakings, early mornings, the dark circles under my eyes, and the lethargic foggy feelings. I want to remember how every time I sit down to return an email or cook dinner, two little hands reach up and loud noises begin to come out of my tiny little human. The unclean floors, the dusty shelves, the always dirty dishes…I want to remember those too. They will remind me that its ok to not be perfect and its ok to let things be. Just let things be.
These are my seconds, my hours, my days…my months. Filled with ups and downs and smiles and tears. This heart is full and this life is joy.