In The Beginning.

It feels so long. So never ending.

As though you’ll never make it out alive of this newborn, round the clock stage.

Everything is a blur.

You can’t remember to call anyone back and you’re only half there, half listening, half speaking when having a conversation.

It’s grueling, love filled work, holy work. It’s literally every single itty bitty emotion you’ve ever experienced, all wrapped into one.

Everyone tells you : treasure this time, treasure these days. It goes so fast.

You smile and nod politely, believing they are mainly full of bullshit because your tired eyes see no way out.

Then suddenly, it happens. You can’t pin point when exactly or how or where. That first tooth you were so sure you’d remember seeing for the first time, you can’t quite remember what month and how many weeks that happened at because suddenly your baby is mobile, then walking, then all those incomprehensible sounds and blabbering turn to full fledged words.

And you realize all those well meaning People, they really were right. It flies.

So now you hold on to literally every single solitary moment like you’re grasping on to a rope for dear life. You don’t want to miss one single little look, smile, or laugh.

Because you see now, how all too fast a baby becomes a child becomes an adult.

And you’re not ready for any of it.

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