I find myself being in a constant state of anxiety that I'm going to forget something. I want to remember every single little thing about her. I want to remember how her little hand holds my finger when she's nursing, how her long skinny legs are constantly moving, the calmness in her face the instant that we swaddle her, her cute precious perfect booty, and the smell of her sweet milk breath. I wish there was just some way to bottle all of that up and keep it forever.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Motherhood is, hands down, just the best thing ever. Jens and I spend our days cooking, cleaning, running errands, babysitting Jane, and making videos to send to her dad while he's at work. I get in major trouble if we go a couple of hours without a picture.
I find myself being in a constant state of anxiety that I'm going to forget something. I want to remember every single little thing about her. I want to remember how her little hand holds my finger when she's nursing, how her long skinny legs are constantly moving, the calmness in her face the instant that we swaddle her, her cute precious perfect booty, and the smell of her sweet milk breath. I wish there was just some way to bottle all of that up and keep it forever.
I find myself being in a constant state of anxiety that I'm going to forget something. I want to remember every single little thing about her. I want to remember how her little hand holds my finger when she's nursing, how her long skinny legs are constantly moving, the calmness in her face the instant that we swaddle her, her cute precious perfect booty, and the smell of her sweet milk breath. I wish there was just some way to bottle all of that up and keep it forever.
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