We returned from an 11 day trip late last night and this morning I’m grateful for the day off to get prepared for the week. Although, if I’m honest, it’s after noon and most of my day has consisted of playing with Adeline. And that’s fine with me.
Somehow she is already 6 months old and this morning I watched her sitting up by herself, reaching for toys, turning them over in her hands and (of course!) putting them in her mouth.
Part of me feels like her birth was a distant memory already, yet at the same time she was a helpless newborn just a blink ago. She’s becoming her own person right in front of my eyes and it’s absolutely fascinating and heart wrenching all at once. I want her to stay tiny and snuggly and I want to feel the way she fits right into my neck so perfectly forever. But I also can’t wait to listen to her tell stories, laugh at the outfits she puts together herself and celebrate her milestones with her.
Motherhood is overwhelmingly emotional. My heart is so full of love and I ache for time to slow down, but I know it won’t.
So instead I’m trying to keep my eyes open and remember all of this. To stay off of my phone and be engaged because time is so precious and so fleeting. Pay attention. Soak it up. Be thankful and full of love.