The sweetest baby in the world, Samuel Haskell Harris, was born at 8:58 am on August 5th. Why am I just writing about this miraculous little person four full weeks after he was born, you ask? Well, because I have been spending every waking minute soaking up his limited-time-only delicious baby-ness.
There is so much I want to write about...the actual delivery, the toddler meltdowns when a two-year- old's whole world is turned upside down, the joy of watching the rare quiet moments between my babies, how I forgot all about the "joys" of being postpartum, why nursing is truly a labor of love...I could go on and on.
However, realizing my newborn is closing in on one full month, I want to make sure I write about him, and only him, and the things I don't want to forget.
I want to remember his cry when they finally held him up over that curtain, and how he had more wrinkles than a Shar Pei puppy
I want to remember the elation and relief I felt during our hospital stay together, how I knew this boy was mine to keep
I want to remember how much HAIR this baby has, and how everyone who has seen him from the very first doctor to strangers on the street comments on his 'do
I want to remember his sweet personality, how all he wants is to be cuddled and held, and how it feels to kiss both of his soft little cheeks each time he is in my arms
I want to remember what it was like to fall asleep with him on my chest, and how that fuzzy little head nestles perfectly under my chin
I want to remember watching his Daddy kiss him all over when he did not know I was watching
I want to remember how his sister insists on giving him full body hugs before going anywhere, and letting her despite being slightly worried she will crush him with her love
I want to remember how uncomplicated my love for him is, how he felt like a puzzle piece locking into place from the very beginning
I want to remember every little newborn detail, but I know I can't. I know that time flies and today my tiny baby is almost one month old and in no time at all I will have a toddler and then a full-grown boy. And, yes, that is a little sad....but I want to remember how lucky I am to have the privilege of watching him grow.