Tonight as I fed and rocked Karsten to sleep I realized that tomorrow he turns 6 months old...SIX months. As I realized that I could feel my heart hurt and the tears start rolling. Not because I'm sad he's growing up, but because time is quickly passing us by and it's terrifying, exciting and heartbreaking all in one.
I want to capture every single moment and remember every little memory. I never want to forget his first smile and first laugh. I never want to forget the day he first opened his eyes. That seems to be such a distant memory now. The NICU seems like it was so far away, but it also seems like it was just yesterday.
I'm sitting here watching him sleep and noticing what a strong little boy he's turned into. He's growing everyday and getting stronger each minute. Everyday he does something new and exciting and I could honestly watch him every second.
I'll save his six month details for tomorrow's post. I just wanted to write tonight before my heart decided to burst. I've been thinking a lot about the moments in our lives, the small and the big. I hope that I am enjoying each and every one. I hope that I'm not rushing and dreaming of a more distant moment to come sooner than planned. I hope I enjoy everything and everyone in my life and that I make the best of it all. I hope to teach that to my sweet boy as well.
Today we celebrated his first St. Patricks day and I am feeling extra lucky to be this boy's Mama!
We dressed him up like a little leprechaun, but he was not very happy so we didn't get a single smile. We love this boy even with his grumpy moments.
It's been the very best six months because he truly is a dream come true. He's my dream come true.
He's got my heart and I don't plan on ever getting it back.
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