This morning the littles and I ventured out into the cold to get groceries. We managed to get our shopping done and arrive home with plenty of time before Joe's morning nap. I finished unpacking the food and zipped the children's coats up on request so that they could play outside. While I helped them slip their little hands into their mittens and placed a hat on each of their heads, Joe quietly drank his bottle. Just as I got the older two out the door Joseph stuck his arms up ready to be picked up. As I held him close, he snuggled into my shoulder and fell asleep almost instantly! The house was quiet except for the distant echos of Camilla giggling out the backdoor. I carried him slowly up the stairs, rubbing his back and touching his soft little face. Before placing him in his crib, I cuddled him tight for some time, soaking in the moment. In just a short time he will be a whole year old and with his new found ability to walk and move these moments happen less and less. His face is growing and changing, his personality is exploding with spunk and goofiness and his little legs are losing the rolls that I once squeezed affectionately whenever I changed his bottom.
I closed my eyes for a few minutes as flashbacks from his first few months came to mind. How did that teeny tiny baby turn into this big strong boy? A part of me wanted to freeze time and keep him this way for a while. I love the things he is learning each day and the excitement he has for life. He sure loves those older siblings and always reaches out to Daddy when he gets home from work. Though the first few months were the hardest, they have brought us closer than we could have ever been. He has become such a special little boy with such a wonderful personality! And every time I get the chance to snuggle him as he sleeps, you can bet I'll be taking it.
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