It’s 4:58 AM…
And I just want to hold him…
When he’s awake, I feel like I’m constantly trying to get him to sleep…
But when he does fall into that sweet, peaceful slumber, I just miss him…
He’s growing so quickly; I know these moments will become few and far between…
So as he starts stirring and waking up to eat, I’ll pick him up just to stare at him for a minute…
Looking at how much he’s grown in his short 4 months…
How he really does look so much like his Daddy…
And as he opens his eyes, looks at me and smiles his toothless, sweet, absolutely contagious smile, I’ll know there’s absolutely nothing I would rather be doing…
At 4:58 AM.
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