I've told Ben a few times that sometimes I worry Griffin is my last baby. I'm not sure why I worry about that considering we have both said we aren't done--but, sometimes I do.
I find myself a lot of times literally just soaking up all of his sweet 3-almost-4 month self. I kind of feel like I rushed things with Grayson. I was always looking forward to that next milestone & pushing him to get there. This time, even though I get excited about reaching milestones, I also know that they mean my baby is getting older. I'm not rushing through. I'm enjoying it a lot more.
I know I complain about my lack of sleep & pacifier woes; but, the other night when I was snuggling Griffin in our bed around 4:00am, I thought to myself, "may I never take these moments for granted."
I know how fast they grow up. Trust me, 2 years went by in the blink of an eye. I know Griffin won't always want to snuggle with his mama or be worn in my K'Tan. I'm trying my hardest to slow down & just really enjoy the way things are right now. I don't want to forget these moments.