Our first selfie … as a family.

I really should be better about documenting these “firsts.”

I keep thinking I’ll remember the first restaurant FOH was at {our favorite Thai place}, his first filled prescription {diaper rash cream}, his first piece of mail {a gift from … oh hell, I can’t recall} and many other firsts, but I know I won’t.

These days will fade, though they feel burned into me … and yes, some of those moments are, but now as I am becoming older, I realize how time also leaves some memories blurry.

Things I want to remember about this selfie …

We spent a lovely Saturday together, all of us. No where to be, nothing on the schedule. The BF let me sleep in till 11:15, after I fed FOH bright and early. We went to the park and took a long walk. We came home and all of us curled up in bed together … The BF and I soaking in our sweet boy.

Feeling his little legs and feet kick against us, his hands reaching out and holding on to his parents. We kept looking at each other, amazed that we created this — an entire human being.

This was my kind of Saturday perfect.