turn, turn, turn

Time becomes a funny thing once you are a parent.

All at once, I find myself nostalgic-ly longing for more of these days…


…when my little guy was my teeny-tiny newborn.

Yet I’m also wishing that these days…


…with my giggly, chatty, everyday-a-little-more-personality, baby boy could last forever.

But there are also so many moments where I find myself looking forward to the future, first foods, first steps, first birthday…and I just can’t wait.

How can it be that I want more of the past, more of right now, and the future to get here faster, all at the same time?

I guess it all boils down to the fact that I just want more of every single second with this perfect little human I have the profound privilege of calling my son.

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