Waiting on the water...
C'mon water...
Yay!
Wait, come back!
Splash pad fun!
I was hoping that the surprise splash pad visit would wear Little Buddy out enough for a nice long nap. The plan seemed to be working until he woke up a half our into his nap. Ugh. It took some time, but I was able to get him back to sleep, albeit on me. He cuddled up, put his head on my stomach, and fell asleep with his arms splayed out on each side. As I looked down at him, I realized that he had gotten so big that his head was about the size of my baby bump while I was pregnant with him. It was quite the moment, taking in how much my tiny baby had grown. I smoothed the hair on his head and I listened to his sweet little snore, remembering a time when I laid in a similar manner on this same couch with my hand on my belly, imagining what holding my son would be like. It's been such an amazing journey so far!
And I am truly thankful for this journey. On Tuesday, a terrible crime was committed nearby that shook me to the core. A three-day old baby boy was kidnapped after his mother was shot by a woman in the parking lot of the pediatrician's office. They thankfully found the boy safe and sound, but his mother, who fought to rescue him after taking half a dozen shots to the chest, passed away. It seems to be a completely random and tragic crime. I have no words to describe what when through my mind when I heard this story, just that my heart broke with pain for not only the loss of the mother, but the loss of the relationship that this baby would never have with his mother. It just served as a reminder that every day I have with Little Buddy is a gift, a treasure, and that I should treat it as such. I have been trying to view life this way, and not to get bogged down in challenges, fatigue, and routine. This blog has really helped me focus on what's important: the memories Little Buddy and I are making and the relationship we are shaping.
I love you Little Buddy.
Goodnight all,
LBM
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