It is a rare occasion when I get to have quiet moments in the mornings with my little man, Nathan. Usually getting ready in the mornings is chaos; my husband is getting himself and our oldest ready to head out the door. Meanwhile I’m trying to juggle getting ready and keeping Nathan entertained and out of trouble.
This morning was a little different; I think Nathan is going through a growth spurt, because he has been tired by 6:30 at night – crazy early – and sleeping in later than normal, too. Andrew and Will had gotten themselves out the door and were on their way to work and school. My dad, visiting in town for the week, was downstairs enjoying his cup of coffee. I was getting bottles together and making my lunch for the workday ahead, and Nathan was still sleeping peacefully in his crib.
Finally, at 6:30 am, Nathan stirred. I went into his room, and was met with a huge smile. He sat upright in his crib and began babbling, telling me all about his night. I got him dressed and began feeding him, cradling him in my arms in the rocking chair in his room. The house was still, and we were able to have a moment uninterrupted by the sounds of the normal morning bustling routine. His beautiful blue eyes looked up into mine, and his little hand gripped my finger tightly, just like he used to do as a newborn. My eyes filled with tears as I was overcome with love for this perfect little person. It’s moments like these that you want to capture and remember forever, because all too soon moments like these will be gone forever.