I said to Ben last night "it seems like we can hear the kids growing" as they shoot up right before our eyes.
The days are quietly stealing away the 'baby moments'. Our wee Hudson is packing on a pound a week... so needless to say, he already looks like a linebacker at one month now.
Then there's Azriel. She is quickly becoming a little lady.
From the moment she gets up to when her head hits the pillow... she is in non-stop banter mode.
I should record every minute of the day for how hilarious it is. She also wants to copy me on everything - hence the baby wrap she's wearing for her doll. ;o)
And then there's my Ben...
You could say we're both growing a lot lately too.
More exhausted - learning patience.
More stresses - learning faith.
Having a new baby.. and now recovering from surgery... has put more strain on Ben to be the 'man' & 'mama' of the house. I'm grateful to him for his care.
In the chaos of a thousand dirty diapers and tending to the kids... we can feel a million miles apart.
We catch eyes and give a knowing look that says "I miss you" and "I still love you".
He sees in to me.
in to me see.
Time slips by so quickly... but I am grateful for these moments.
I look back and remember a Dad and his daughter feeding the ducks.
Our first walk outside as a family of four now.
"Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom"
Counting the moments,