Saturday, January 22, 2011
I love Oliver's fingers. When I nurse him he brings up his free hand and covers his eyes. I love it because babies keep their fingers in a fist for so long and O is now keeping his hands open so I get to actually see those little, tiny fingers. Tonight when I was holding him I just admired those little hands. I tried to take a mental note of what it looked like so that one day when he is a big, tall, handsome man I can look at his hands then...after living his life a little...and reflect back to when I held him in my arms and admired his chubby fingers. They grow up too quick. Everyone says that, but it is true. I love my little babe. Slow down little guy, I'm not ready for you to be big yet.